What One Man Imagines He Sees Said On Various Products & Services.
“Side effects are such that you should not take this if you are presently:
sick, pissed, or not pleased with yourself, or plan to be so in the future."
 
 
 

Here’s The Situation.
City thinkers divide up the study of life into the two questions: How, and Why,
the former it leaves to science, and the second they say is the domain of religion,
and philosophy, but here is the kicker kids: science studies things  --
while religion and philosophy make up things, and only the investigations of
the certain man reveals to him the simple reality of this situation.
 
 
 

In ordinary life: the truth is conflict  --   arrived at by continual debate,
while in the certain man’s mind it comes by realization (of what is going on).
   In politics: discussion is a substitute for war;
   in mental life, it is a stand-in for understanding.
 
 
 

What Appears As Success In The City May Not Be.
What people are is not changed by any sort of counseling or therapy,
(be it secular or spiritual),
but if they stay involved therein long enough, they eventually cease to care.
 
 
 

When people are discussing some matter, and it comes his time to speak,
one guy’s favorite thing to say is: “I don’t know about you but  --
I don’t know about me even more.”
(which none save him ever seem to savor.)
 
 
 

Definition: Hopeless: proving one is right in a metaphysical debate.
 
 
 

                                             The parts of the mind not understood,
                                             are the ones that men believe talk good.
 
 
 

The way you can tell that a cult doesn’t know what it is doing
is that it wants people to join.
 
 
 

Everyone attempts to talk to life in some manner (via prayer, meditation, counseling,  and self reflection), and life tries to speak to man (through such things as --
oh, they're too well known to mention).
 
 
 

Even alone, a man awake to what is going on  is never lonely;
fully fledged ideas give him all the company he needs.
 
 
 

What goes on in men’s societies is what goes on in men’s minds.
 
 
 

While being hit by lightning is exciting, being hit by TheRealization is even more so.
 
 
 

“The Connection, Boss!  --  The Connection!”
Even while your nervous system doesn’t know red from Rumanian,
if, whenever it tasted goulash, it said, “crimson”  --
your mind would think red every time it tasted that Balkan dish.
 
 
 

The arts are to make life seem more complex than it is
so that men better accept life as it is.
 
 
 

The main thing about breaking the law is the fun,
same as with breaking mental laws.
(At least an awakened man will never be charged with voyeurism  --
no one has anything he wants to see.)
 
 
 

Another Example-Come-Explanation Of The Unrecognized Relationship Between
The Overall Nervous System And The Conscious Part Of The Brain.
A man who for years spoke daily on the matter of realizing what is going on, constantly had listeners say to him in tones ranging from bewilderment to disbelief
to accusation: “How do you do it?
No one can stand there and come up with the stuff you do day after day?!”
and he always satisfied them by confessing that someone else wrote it all for him.
If you don’t like two plus three equaling five,
then you can have it that three plus two is the culprit.   Such is freedom in the city.
Generals and accountants live by numbers; the nervous system by thrills and chills,
all the way from its bottom to its thought provoking top.

A man who knew he was dying couldn’t decide whether he should buy all the things he’d always wanted, now that in the time he had left, money didn’t matter  --  or:
to purchase nothing new since he’d have so little time to use it;
not unlike a rebel’s attitude toward the thoughts commonly available to man.