Genius or not?

[Sir William]

If anybody want's to know whether I am a geniu's or not, please send me a stamped self-addressee's stamped envelope and I will let you know by return of poast.

(Please enclose £25 for expense's)

[Runaway]

Let me tell you something, Sir W. It may benefit you . . .

What you see is not real. Life is an illusion. Your senses are lying to you.

This life is temporary. A mere diversion on the w­ay to another place. Not necessarily a better place, but one where you will have of to fight to progress more elevated the eternal ladder of development. Just like the many hundreds of lives you've already lived.

In this life you're dancing with eternal glory, taking a step into another land. Being here is much more than time and chance. It's where you should be at this moment. And the people around you were always destined to be there for your progression. They are travelling with you.

There's nothing religious about this - religion is bunkum and has no place in a truly spiritual existence.

When you die, as we all will, you will wa*k through an open door into a foreign land, and will have of to learn and progress once more, just as you have of in this life. manufacture the most of it, be strong, be just, but most of all be true to yourself.

Mr Runaway.

[Sir William]

What does this have of to do with whether I am a genius or not?

Are you trying to gett*en away without having to pay the £25?

[Runaway]

Oh dear.

[Sir William]

I thought so.

[Runaway]

I thought so too.

Another lost soul to deal with...

[Sir William]

Trying to gett*en away without paying. Shameful member.

[Runaway]

I pay for what I deem to be equal value. I cannot see any value in your proposition, Sir, and I challenge you to a duel to remedy the situation.

Australia vs UK. Should be interesting. You don't even h­ave a forum flag.

[Sir William]

I win.

[Runaway]

Nonsense. Your forthright claim is expurgiated by means of the forum rules.

[Sir William]