Ello, ello? What’s going on ere then?

I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.

 

There is nothing wrong with your television,

 

But I don’t mind if you go and check.

Here in the theater of the mind we control the vertical, we control the horizontal but do we control the contrast and the brightness?

No

We aren’t even sure where those buttons are anymore.