You’re Under Arrest.
Hormones will make you run --
_____________________
From
their view: everyone’s cup is either half empty, or half full,
but
the certain man skirts this problematicism by refreshing himself from his
own shoe.
(A
tacit motto of: “I only think where I can step.”)
_____________________
The
freshly united brothers, along with the distantly related, recently murdered
body, made a sudden break for the open highway,
(“We
only go where we know we shouldn’t.”
This
is why the rebel always rents the vehicle, but owns the ass he sits in
it on.)
“The
method I used to get here is all mine -- but don’t ask me to
describe it --
the
attempt could snap me back.”
And
there is one man whose mind is so long that most women won’t go out with
him.
“Yeah!
-- that’s what I’ve always wanted: thoughts that are scared of my
mind.”
“Query: how do you determine that your mind is ferocious?”
“Truth?!
-- no native thoughts will hang around with it.”
“Pardon -- but I don’t get it.”
“GRRRR!”
“Ah!”
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Timid
dogs will follow an aggressive one,
sheep
will submit to a shepherd,
and
weak genes will ride the wake of healthy ones -- the question
is:
To
run the great race: to what expansive intellectual force will your mind
give chase?
(Note:
man’s cultural institutions assure him that no such decision is necessary
to
live a fully normal life --
could
this be because they cannot provide such a force?)
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When
asked why he became a cop, one guy replied:
“Because
you get to push people around and make ‘em like it,”
then
an associate injected: “I joined up since it is the one occupation where
you can laugh at your customers’ unfortunate circumstances, and it is considered
to be good job-related, mental therapy."
"Bad boy, bad boy -- ha ha, ha ha!”
In
spite of the logic prevailing in a three dimensional reality:
there
is a secret way of having your cake and eating it too --
and
all that is necessary to accomplish it is just some small tweaking to
your
perception of the consumption of intangibles.
_____________________
The
weak of mind like to reminisce –
the
dead of head love to talk about how good things used
to be,
and
a son asked his father:
“Is
there some simple rule-of-thalamic-thumb I could use
to
get me through such as this?” and his pa pa replied:
“Indeed -- do this: whatever you see to be the habits and attitudes
acceptable to
ordinary people, say in that regard to yourself silently and with no rancor
allowed:
‘Fuck all that’ -- see: that will actually take your consciousness
back to
where things were once unusually good."
_____________________
In
certain circumstances, to especially sharpened eyes/I’s,
objects
can appear vague, and only actions, clear and distinct.
All
rebels are carried from the field on their shield of verbs --
never nouns.
Meanwhile
in the city, the featured speaker is being introduced: “Our guest today
is
the renowned ophthalmologist, Dr.
Helen Nipples who will speak on the
topic:
_____________________
And
one man muses: “Concerning the matter of: how good things used
to be,
I
think that must have been before the polarization into -- me &
thee” --
the
origins of the divided imagery he notes comes from the mind’s sensation
of there being an in-here,
and an, out-there,
which
results ultimately in the mental conception of life consisting entirely
of:
I
and not-I (from the previously presented
Equation:
I + not-I = everything),
“I”
representing the conscious awareness of life inside of man,
and
the “not-I”
the physical realities of life apart from his normal awareness;
you
can easily grasp how the mind’s splitting of everything into these two
factions has assisted man’s refashioning of his environment to more congenially
suit his needs,
(and
who does not enjoy air conditioning), but from a certain outlier view
it
has also instilled in his perception of himself and his human environment
a
feeling of separation that is (from the minority view of a few)
not
particularly beneficial, or at least helpful to a radical understanding
of man and life.
Quite
commonly do quite rational men treat their human counterparts as though
they
are no more than a bit of the inanimate environment --
as
if only the "I"
part of The Equation
is of any real importance compared to
the
“not-I”;
weighting one addend at even the total expense of the other
raises
no questions in other situations where the “not-I”
is a tree, or a chunk of coal, but when it is humans involved, who are
mentally perceived to be nothing more than part of the insentient natural
environment, and whose state may be freely altered, repositioned,
even destroyed, as with a tree in the way of a proposed roadway,
it
does become a problem, at least for the man trying to get to the bottom
of things.
Ordinary
minds may readily agree that men should not physically abuse, and misuse
their fellow man, even though he may be an obstacle to some immediate material
aim, and in the extreme, kill him because his culture, religion, or politics
is different,
but
they still accept as proper, if not dutiful, to try to change the other
man’s mind regarding his choice of religion, politics, and cultural rituals,
and this is where
(for
the few) the unconventional challenge and extraordinary pay off resides.
The
features of man’s everyday human-drama that seem confused, irrational,
ironic, inexplicable are blown away with the right understanding of The
Equation;
the
correct realization of why the mind needs this tool, this expedient mental
concept, and how it is employed to man’s collective benefit, and then the
understanding of how ordinary minds continue to employ this dividing mental
device when it serves
no
physically demonstrative, profitable purpose;
the
operational reality is that it does no harm to standard minds, and does
keep
man’s
cultural world churning, giving the ongoing sensation of progress therein,
but
failure to personally recognize the uses, limits and consequences of
seeing
man’s inner life (his second reality, and its external manifestations)
through
The
Equation (I + not-I = everything)
will
bar a person from ever cutting through the din and glare,
and
seeing to the far wall of what is actually going on with life.
*
While
hitting some fly balls, the manager noted:
“One
of the interesting features of establishing your own private league, and
populating your team with only yourself,
is
that your closer
is also everyday, your starting pitcher.”
On
the certain man’s playing field: what goes around doesn’t have
to come around -- since it goes nowhere to begin with.
“Hey!
-- are you blind! -- I was clearly out on third
--
long
before
I either got there or
left.”
Such
is lazy summer life in your home stadium.
“Hey!
-- are you deaf! -- I clearly ordered me with out
onions!”
Naked-on-a-plain-roll
-- what better description of the nervous system rebel --
a
life of I & not-I
with no ampersand betwix ‘em.
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