re: stoned thoughts get worse, poop jokes
this thought brought to you by how "Zen Flesh, Zen Bones A Collection of Zen and Pre Zen Writings" is the paperback currently next to the toilet, in case I spend a lot of time being one with the void
two monks were having an argument about crapping. The first monk said "This morning's unusually spicy cold noodles are moving." The second said "Wind is moving." A third monk, happening along, offered "Mind is moving."