God is a comedian playing to an audience that is too afraid to
laugh.

In the garden of gentle sanity,
May you be bombarded by the coconuts of wakefulness.

I may not be totally perfect, but parts of me are excellent.

Life may have no meaning. Or even worse, it may have a meaning of which I disapprove.

In the garden of gentle sanity,
May you be bombarded by the coconuts of wakefulness.