Robert Anton Wilson, whose book Reality Is What You Can Get Away With provided the name of this blog, died last week. Given that the opening sections of his book Cosmic Trigger III dealt with the consequences of what happened when his death was mistakenly announced in the early 90s, I thought it best to wait a few days before mentioning it here, just in case.
I prefer to create for each hour the happiest, funniest and most romantic reality-tunnel consistent with the signals my brain apprehends. I feel sorry for the people who persistently organise experience into sad, dreary and hopeless reality-tunnels, and try to show them how to break that habit, but I don’t feel any masochistic duty to share that misery.
(from Cosmic Trigger)