They say...
They say, "you are what you think". That makes me a slushy chocolate puddle in a wild jungle print sarong reading 5 books at the same time, none of which are making much sense any more.
(What was I thinking, you ask? Just that chocolate is better when it's almost melted into a puddle and sarongs are the world's most comfortable mode of dress and I'm sure I bookmarked that page I need right now, but I want to finish reading the next 2 pages of each of these 5 books before I look for it).
They say, "you are what you eat". Are we talking 'what you should sensibly eat to fuel your body right', or 'what you lust after and gorge on every weekend', or 'what you eat when you know you shouldn't be eating it, like about 10 times each day' ? Damn, now I'm hungry...for all the wrong things.
They say, "you are manifested from energy". They must have run out of energy by the time it was my turn, because all that was left was cow-fart methane. I declined my quota; I can generate that myself.
I say, "they" get away with a whole lot of sweeping statements that nobody can contest, because "they" have left no forwarding address, and we don't even know who "they" are. If you ask me, it's all quite clearly a part of that alien takeover conspiracy theory. "They" are quietly taking over our minds, subtly and surreptitiously seeding us with thoughts, which we spout when prompted, faithfully prefacing them with a "they say". Notice how nobody even thinks to refute one of those?
Here's another thought. We all have our favourite "they say" bits of obscurantist alienspeak. Send them in, and when we have enough of them, we'll throw them in a sack and pick a winner, and put it up in neon lights that "they" can see all the way from whichever alien galaxy "they" inhabit.