When the son sat down at the breakfast table
the father was holding a piece of glass the size of a credit card
on which he poured several drops of mercury
which skittered and scooted about in a cohesive blob as is that liquid's nature,
and the father said:
"What does this represent?" --  and after a moment the son replied:
   "The mind."
"Be more specific."
   "The mercury represents the mind."
"Correct.  Now what does the glass represent?"  --
and after a considerable silence the father said:
"I will tell you:  it represents nothing."
The son pondered this, then said:
   "But that cannot be; if the glass upon which the mercury (representing the mind)
    rests, represents nothing,
    then the mercury would be left floating  --   unsupported in the air  --
    which is not possible?!?"
"Still  --  the entire little demonstration perfectly represents the mind,
and the glass still represents nothing."
 
 

"When is a case solved?"
   "When the detective is satisfied with his investigation."
"How is this determined?"
   "When you're satisfied with what you've done, you're satisfied --  that's it."
"What is more satisfying than retirement from wearisome work?"
 
 

"For thousands of years has it been said that man lives a shadow-life:
what do you surmise is intended by that?"
   "That people generally live inauthentic lives  --
     ones not truly suited-to, nor reflective-of their individual nature;
     that the life most men lead is like but a shadow of the life he should be pursuing."
"But what shadow does not perfectly match that which casts it?"
 
 

"How would an intelligent man gauge the most efficient use of a daily run?"
   "He would run out in one direction until he felt he had gone about
     half as far as he was going to be able to go --
     then he would turn around and begin running back toward home."
"A man trying to get-to-the-bottom-of-things would keep running and never turn around."
   "No matter what?"
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   "Even if there seemed no where else to go?"
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"Certain men of our family…"
   "You and me?"
"…right  --  are historically born with a particular and rather peculiar
itch for adventure:
a hunger for inner travel --
from where our and other men's thoughts are born
to some place else;
some place unknown;
a place which no one knows,
but to even think about travel, you must know where you are now,
a feat that sounds simple  --  until you get seriously involved.
It is no easy thing to establish firmly in your mind your present inner residence,
and any who say otherwise are without meaningful experience in the matter.
Men's minds cannot commonly think on the affair a'straight;
without analysis, it is obvious to men that to observe something outside of themselves they must be outside and apart from the thing --  they cannot BE the thing, and at the same time LOOK at the thing,
yet man's mind  --  his soul, his spirit --  his sensation of an inner, non physical self --
does just that.

Mind observes a frog at a pond;
no pondering is required to realize that the frog is something physically apart-from,
and different-than the man and his mind watching it;
the frog jumps from its spot, and the man's mind says its motivation for doing so
is either hunger or sex;
the man reaches down and pushes the frog  --  the frog tips over,
and the man's mind says this was caused by the action of his finger;
the man can even catch the frog, take it to a lab, dissect it,
and his mind make a mapping of its vitals;
all in all, the human mind can grasp the actual  --  the physical reality of things
outside of itself in a manner for which the term, 'unique-to-the-universe' is inadequate,
but what it cannot see, or if you like:
what it cannot make sense of when confronted with,
is the reality of this matter when it tries, indeed --  believes it is
observing and studying itself.

Over the centuries (or perhaps from the beginning)
those before us in time in our family line
have developed (or had developed on them, like moss on a tree)
quite extraneous notions and descriptions of what our
special genetic anomaly is about;
our cousins commonly have pictured it and speak of it in what can only be called,
supernatural-concepts, and created terminology that is off putting to outsiders  --  which would be irrelevant except that their own self skewed views
distract and misdirect them;
by giving quite mundane mental realities, exotic names and features,
their own minds come completely off the track.

By renaming a frog a, rarf, their minds are able to fool themselves into believing that they are observing something when they are not  --  for you see: the frog is the mind,
and seeing directly for yourself what I have just now told you --
which should by all accounts-of-reality outside our strict family line, be not possible  --
is seeing:
mercury-on-a-glass-that-is-not-there;
   solving a case with no solution;
      living the life you live with no comment thereabout,
          and running on past the place where Earth runs out;

seeing all of that  --  which is all inside of where your mind is at any given moment  --   which is no where you can see at the moment --
that you cannot internally SEE
the person you believe you internally BE
whenever you look for him  --
all you can do is BELIEVE that you're seeing him --
pretend that you know that which neither you nor any other human knows.
 

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