STORIES FROM THERE & HERE
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In battle: the more of the army’s resources that are assigned to the frontline to increase efficiency there, 
the more bungling becomes activity at the rear.
 
 

Observe:  an intellectual walking down a road 
from his stalled car, deep in thought; 
head down, staring at the ground,
and on the other side, a laborer, 
on his way to a local café, and 
constantly looking all around. 
 
 

When the lights in a building are turned bright 
in the front  --   they will be dim in the rear, 
and bored workers back there will drain the 
creative juices from the R&D staff up front.
 
 

When you need something from the files,
it appears you get it from the records room,
but messengers running throughout the building
all carry bits of it with them.
 
 

The savannah-songbird insists:
”You’ve got to ac-cent-u-ate the positive --  and,
e-lim-i-nate the negative,” 
but those who would escape the anterior marshes,  ac-cent-u-ate nothing –
--  not at the imaginary expense of some other 
illusionary concept.
 
 

Sturgeons know that streams & blood in the lowlands 
flow in only one direction, 
but neurosturgeons & mullet-minded-mystics 
have yet to recognize the unidirectional routes of 
nervous system bus systems up in the andes. 
 
 

Literate & metaphorical man has told himself: 
”You can’t go home again,”
but he who would flee the dark delta 
seeks no solace from shadows,
neither does he chase the sun by running east,
while watching it in a mirror.
 
 

With superficial observation it would seem that your consciousness -- your sense-of-your-self  -- 
resides squarely in the head, 
for is it not there, where you hear the voice that attempts to explain the life you end up living?!
 
 
 

The silliest words ever spoken are: “Let me explain,” 
for if you had known what you were doing to begin with -- --  sufficient to explain it  --
you wouldn’t be having to explain it now. 
 
 

There are workers spread throughout the factory
of whom the day manager has no knowledge;
he is cognizant of their output, 
but attributes it to his shift,
(they have no union spokesman).
 
 

If you stand at the center of a carrousel, 
even though surrounded by constant movement,
lights & music  --   you are still,
but step slightly in any direction, 
and your entire reality becomes part of it.
 
 

Another announcement is made:
”Man does not live by bread alone,”
and he who would find the exit to the funhouse discovers
that man does not live by anything alone,
and in fact, by what he does live  --  no one knows;
many only guess, and since the majority are on their way to the café, and giving the matter no thought,
they accept the guesses of the many,
for they, at least, 
understand that it means nothing anyway.
 
 

Only those awaiting planes are concerned with 
theories of aeronautics;
those walking on their own three feet have nothing to 
worry about, (other than the café’s closing time.)
 
 

Half the world has a migraine --  the other half, corns;
half don’t know where they’re headed, 
and bluster to cover it,
and half don’t know where they’re headed,
and have never thought about it;
half the world needs to know what is going on,
and half cannot compute the term: “What is going on”. 
 
 

For a few, (not fully part of either half),
“explanation” is the most destructive word 
ever created by man.
 
 

No one knows what to do about anything  -- 
ergo  --  explanations!
This is what is so embarrassing when experts are interviewed, and they attempt to explain how to solve this-or-that problem.
 
 

Only idiots & experts can explain what is going on in life,
and into each speaker, some audience will fall.
Many experts are at work in the front of the store, 
with plenty of idiots in line  --  waiting to take their place.
 
 

 
   Today’s news was entirely about events that occured 
                           over the past 24 hours,  
                                          in you.
 
 

                                            J