Most people live in a myth and grow violently angry if anyone dares to tell them the truth about themselves.

All phenomena are real in some sense, unreal in some sense, meaningless in some sense, real and meaningless in some sense, unreal and meaningless in some sense, and real and unreal and meaningless in some sense.

I've recently noticed "as if for the first time" that when people pray they always look "upward" - i.e. perpendicular to whatever place they're standing - or kneeling or groveling. I deduce that they conceive of their "god" as topologically isomorphic to a huge donut, about a thousand miles wider than Earth.

Stupidity is like bumping into a wall all the time. After a while you get tired of it and try to look the situation over and see if there’s a doorway somewhere. I think most people eventually do look for the doorway and stop bumping into the wall

Perhaps the final secret of the Illuminati is that you don’t know you're a member until it’s too late to get out.

You can "prove" anything on the verbal level, just be accepting the necessary axioms at the beginning.

In conlusion, there is no conclusion. Things will go on as they always have, getting weirder all the time.