Fallbrookisms 15 April 2010
In passing
I pray for your soul every night.
Liar.
From a Women’s History Month Poetry Reading
The error is to think we have a soul,
as we can have a car or an umbrella.
The soul has us. We mustn’t take
our life personally.
– By Oriana, from her poem C.G. Jung to Eurydice
Poolside, 65ºF water
Kate: OK, I’m going in, now.
Splash!
Mama: You know, that’s a form of shock therapy.
Kate: I’m feeling better already.
how can i be lying? im standing up.
Hmmm, so many possibilities!