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Sharpening Up The Spikes
Back When Torquemada Was Still A Nice Guy
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PEACE ACHIEVED
AND
COMBATANTS
MYSTERIOUSLY DISAPPEAR!
"STRANGE
-- BUT MY HEAD'S
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August
4, 2002
©
2002: JAN COX
One
of the salient traits of humans (except for the patent nuts)
is:
thinking
you are more important than you are;
the
reason humans seem more important on this planet than gorillas and wolves
is
because gorillas and wolves haven’t gotten around to thinking about
how
important they might be;
to
maintain our position it is necessary that every individual human do their
part,
and
think much and often about how important they are.
Question:
What is the thing that is the most important thing in everyone’s life
but
no one has ever seen it, touched it, or knows for a fact
that
it exists? --
and
the common response is: “I don’t
want to think about it.”
No
one is as pleasant to you as a monopoly; they will be verbally nicer to
you than even enterprises which have to compete for your business;
they
will speak to you with unequaled sweetness and concern --
and
then treat you as they damn well please.
Question:
does this not remind you of someone, or something else?! --
--
something really, really close to home?!
All
words are about either one of two distinct type of things:
things
which everyone knows exist, or things which no one knows to.
A
primo example of mind (second only to radio broadcasts of baseball
games)
is
in the success of life insurance being sold as a way to “peace of mind”.
Although
it does not appear on lists under the name, the
all time most popular recreational pastime for all humans is: showing off
-- calling attention to themselves. (A
strong number two is: preaching-to and warning others [which
is really just a version of number one.])
There
is no such thing as a human being hypocritical;
what
it is is criticism directed at a man from someone outside a situation
who
has no idea either how the situation could be changed.
A
man with a single peanut can be your friend:
a
man with a bushel -- no,
for
by the time he has collected that many,
he
has fallen victim to believing that there is more to goobers than goobers.
A
man can not catch on to what is going on without he appreciate the diversity
of life and produce same in his own brain --
only
to eventually whittle down a forest to a toothpick;
then
a man can be his own friend...........................................and
roast his own goobers.
One
man’s feeling is: “Screw adverbs! If you have to use modifiers to
describe what you do, you’re not doing it right” (He also has
nothing but disdain for adjectives: “If you need more than one word to
identify the thing you are talking about, you do not understand the nature
of the thing you are talking about,
and
should just shut up about it!”)
The
world’s – nay, the universe’s
most accurate – nay, only
accurate
identifying
description of anything is: “That!”
--
you
point at whatever it is you are speaking of, and say: “That.”
How
can people readily agree that men live in illusions and then immediately
go on living their lives as though they had not for a moment faced a supremely
astounding and disturbing fact? -- because they are humans
-- that’s why!
Catching
on to what is going on is the only human activity that has no side-effects.
(Well, that
and having sex with a healthy person....with whom your hormones are severely
smitten.)
Of
all the things a person could, keep-in-mind
for
the man with that SpeicalInterest,
here is the most pungent:
You
have to think about something and whatever you are commonly thinking about
serves one purpose: it gives you something to think about --
that’s it!
While
ten years is not really enough time for a medical school to teach what
is known about the body, the psychology department could impart all they
know in a single class -- a sentence: “We know nothing.”
(You could also include: Theology, Sociology, Political Science
and Economics, [and others.])
In
the labor dispute regarding you wanting to be raised from
your
minimum wage mental state to a better paying one,
there
is no, cooling-off-period -- only
a giving-up.
Once
a month or so, one man says to himself: “You know what I like about you?”
--
and
never answers.
J
JAN'S DAILY REAL NEWS