"T Pot was born in a heavy fog at twilight on a gray ship crossing the international dateline traveling the direction of yesterday at the end of February on one of the leap years in the middle of the last century or so. He was born breech in no country to parents who may have adored him had they survived his birth instead of one day later falling happily tipsy backwards overboard." "A mind which flits aimlessly from one stray thing to another, while it's body is doing whatever, easily spots random interfucking thoughtons instapopping into novel wordimages. Before "mind projectors" all people relied on pencil drawing to record the crazy thoughts gamboling through their heads. Pencil means pensive and inexpensive or tail tip dipped in blood which eventually became pointed wood stick with a graphite-clay core. Technically, T Pot is one of billions of primitive people still employing pencils for prolonging the lives of their thoughts."

"T Pot was born in a heavy fog at twilight on a gray ship crossing the international dateline traveling the direction of yesterday at the end of February on one of the leap years in the middle of the last century or so. He was born breech in no country to parents who may have adored him had they survived his birth instead of one day later falling happily tipsy backwards overboard." "A mind which flits aimlessly from one stray thing to another, while it's body is doing whatever, easily spots random interfucking thoughtons instapopping into novel wordimages. Before "mind projectors" all people relied on pencil drawing to record the crazy thoughts gamboling through their heads. Pencil means pensive and inexpensive or tail tip dipped in blood which eventually became pointed wood stick with a graphite-clay core. Technically, T Pot is one of billions of primitive people still employing pencils for prolonging the lives of their thoughts."