I’m sorry, I don’t believe in sentences.
I’d like to introduce you to a friend of mine, however, I can’t—for two-fold reason: he’s dead—and I never knew him in-person.
I found him on a book shelf in Portland on accident.
He is just my speed though, with titles to books, such as “What is the name of this book?” and “The Tao is Silent.”
His name is Raymond M. Smullyan. He strikes me as a ball of creativity, never destined to be at rest on a flat surface. He could tip the world even in his absence. A mind that’s always moving something, if not me and my sense of humor.
If that’s not magic, I don’t know what is. He could do that too: magic I mean. Illusions.
He was an advanced mathematician. Polyglot. Loved puzzles, to the point of being a Logician. And to boot, he was a musician.
He’s over my head. Sometimes he’s in my head, and I’m like “get out of my head” but without the quotation marks because that was in my head.
I’m trying to say that I like him and I’m happy he took the time to share his thoughts with others, such as myself. Maybe you might enjoy him too.
I leave you with his thoughts:
“I’m sorry, I don’t believe in sentences.”
And
“I have free will, but not of my own choice. I have never freely chosen to have free will. I have to have free will, whether I like it or not!”
WHO IS MIKE VITALE?
I am a storyteller, songwriter, singer, music producer, traveling musician, Jungian dream analyst, all-around curious fellow (Spiritual, Mathematical Historical, Scientific), Taoist, and much much more, based out of Los Angeles, California. I’m constantly releasing new music, in all sorts of different genres. You can listen to me below, on Spotify: