He moved quickly away from her through the ring, his whole body starting forward with the big animal in two-point and then -- the horse's legs extended before and behind her, a carousel pony but real, the immense thrust invisible to anyone but the boy on the creature's back -- he was rising, rising, rising. . . And aloft.

Thinking of yourself as a destiny, not wanting to be 'other' than you are -that is under such circumstances the highest wisdom".

You know an odd feeling? Sitting on the toilet eating a chocolate candy bar.

Written By George Carlin

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