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Originally Posted by montsnmags
Dear Doctor, this night-time event has obviously contributed to what is an apparent disturbance of coherent thought, causing you to present false dichotomies in your conversation. As you will, of course, know, and as is evinced in your own labelling of this thread (indicating your subconscious acknowledgement of this absolute truth), actual truth and silliness are not at all mutually exclusive. In fact, many of us would suggest that they are, in fact the two pillars of the same reality.
As for your dream...well, do not be disturbed. The parrot is merely symbolic of the repetitive and unthinking proselyte, clearly squawking its doctrinal drill into your head in the hope that your brain will be washed in the cleansing bath of its subjective truth. As indicated above, however, and as your dream is telling you in the form of this Pythonesque Parrot, the truth is always Silly. The Parrot is not telling you about the Cybook; the Parrot is telling you to search for the truth within the inner workings of the Swiss-cheese Factory that is the Ministry of Unutterable Silliness: this Vitruvian Gibbon of tempestuous nights, this Moaner Llama of Last Parties, this loud Siren-y of Prions.
Remember, the truth will set you free, but the unutterably silly will let you see.
Cheers,
High Gibbonate of the Church of Unutterable Silliness
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You should add "Walking edification of an example of pleonasm." to you siggy.
