There was once a race of people who lived on the planet Duter,
and no one realized it but one man, and he was several decades into life
before he fully comprehended and accepted the fact that no one else did.
For a short time he mentioned this to others  --
but discovered that no one else was interested:
most appeared (or pretended) not to even grasp the basis of what he was talking about.
Not being imbecilic, nor attracted to futile efforts,
he stopped talking about his simplistic realization, and just it enjoyed himself.

The reason that humans cannot understand themselves
is due to their ignorance of a certain lobule in the liver which they have yet to identify;
out of the many thousand therein, this lobule alone processes neural chemicals
which have passed through the cerebral cortex;
medical science does not presently realize that these specific fluids
receive special treatment,
but once this operation becomes common knowledge,
everything about the unique nature of man will be perfectly clear.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

All words are euphemisms for other words,
and all other words are euphemisms for things that either do not exist,
or else that men cannot adequately put into words.
......................(“I say Holmes  --  are we positive there is a difference?!”)
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The first thing that minds with nothing worthwhile to do, do
is pick on other minds in the same fix;
such minds jack up their level of fun by acting like what they are doing
has a meaningful and worthwhile basis;
it can truly be intriguing what bored children can come up with to pass the time.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The Fact: Those who say: “You never forget the bad things that happen to you”
are the ones who never forget the bad things that happen to them.

The Fact Seen From Another Perspective:
Those who say: “You never forget the bad things that happen to you”
are the ones who never forget the bad things that happen to them.

...........do you get it? --  there is no other useful view of it possible.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

One man proposes:” This will finally be a decent world to live in
when little children, rather than wanting to grow up to be:
ball players, singers, astronauts and congressmen,
will want to be critics.”
 
 

One man’s life long approach to health (which he says has worked okay so far) is:
if it hurts and you don’t think about it  --   it’ll get better
(his brother swears he is going to try this with his mental condition).
 
 

“Father: is it possible to be too original for your own good?”
     “No, but it is possible to be so original that it can do no one else any good.”

…"Hummm --  but Pa Pa,
can one man do another man any good in ThisThing anyway?!”
   “Proud you made that a rhetorical question, my boy.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

One man adopted this attitude toward his natural born mind:
                                                  “Who died and made you mind?!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

One man always keeps an unused theory in reserve (such as):
The reason some people are dissatisfied with their state of consciousness,
and believe they can achieve another one
is due to a protein deficiency.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

One man advertises that his product will: “Give you smoother skin;
clean away rust without scrubbing; improve your gas mileage  --   or SOMETHING!”

......Hey  --  wait a minute!  --  he’s not talking about............................................naw!
 
 

One man says: “For many years I studied with many of the world’s leading teachers, and one by one I discovered that they all stole what they taught
from some previous teacher       ----      so I abandond them all.

   Then I discovered a man who makes up all of his ideas for himself --
   and I stuck with him  (kiss, kiss, kiss).

       I always knew there was more to me than I suspected.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Those who find in their own thoughts, no interest,
norm’ struggle in speech to make their lives sound interesting.
 

   “My god!” mused one man, “So it comes to this!  --  a choice:
     either wake up   --   or get a day job!”
 
 

“Daddy dearest: Is anything accomplished by your talking about TheThing
to those outside our family line?”
    “My boy, that was almost a good question  --  but too long  --   it should be:
     ‘Is anything accomplished by talking about TheThing?’”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Later that same day:
“Pa pa, most precious; the more you talk to me about TheThing
 the less certain I am what it is.”
    “Splendid!                      Now: do you realize what to do with that?”
 
 

In yesterday’s headlines:
“ONCE EVERYONE UNDERSTOOD WHAT IS GOING ON: MOST FORGOT IN THE FLOOD*: ONE MAN DIDN’T”
the word, “flood” was marked with an asterisk which, in its pertinent footnote said:
“Ask yourself: “Flood of what?” and here is a hint: the answer rhymes with: “Neurotransmitters."