Butts

‘Okay,’ said Teddy. He was sitting back in his chair, but his head was turned toward Nicholson. ‘You know that apple Adam ate in the Garden of Eden, referred to in the Bible?’ he asked. ‘You know what was in that apple? Logic. Logic and intellectual stuff. That was all that was in it. So - this is my point - what you have to do is vomit it up if you want to see things as they really are. I mean if you vomit it up, then you won’t have any more trouble with blocks of wood and stuff. You won’t see everything stopping off all the time. And you’ll know what your arm really is if you’re interested. Do you know what I mean? Do you follow me?

‘I follow you,’ said Nicholson, rather shortly.

‘The trouble is, Teddy said, ‘most people don’t want to see things the way they are. They don’t even want to stop getting born and dying all the time. They just want new bodies all the time, instead of stopping and staying with God, where it’s really nice.’ He reflected. ‘I never saw such a bunch of apple-eaters,’ he said. He shook his head.