Oursubconscious minds have no sense of humor, play no jokes, and cannot tell thedifference between reality and an imagined thought or image. What wecontinually think about eventually will manifest in our lives.
The tormentof human frustration, whatever its immediate cause, is the knowledge that theself is in prison, its vital force and ‘mangled mind’ leaking away in lonely,wasteful self-conflict.
Almost all of our relationships begin and most of them continue as forms of mutual exploitation, a mental or physical barter, to be terminated when one or both parties run out of goods.
