Blake, Castaneda and Watts all told me yesterday that one must persist in one's own folly to be wise.
All three of them are unlikely to be wrong, I figure.
I better get on with my follies.
Brought the fifth book of The Invisibles to work today, but it's been so busy that now I'm too fried to read it. Besides, I wouldn't be able to concentrate on it fully, so I guess it wasn't likely I'd read much of it anyway. Wishful thinking, I suppose. I've got a few hours between the end of work and the movie tonight though, so I'll probably read the rest this volume then.
I would still have to recommend it to anyone who hasn't listened to everyone else already saying it's awesome. It blows my mind and enters into my dreams. Good stuff, to be sure.