A Code Undone -- Is The Ultimate Fun
The
events about which men speak that make up their intangible world
do
not arise from physical events that occur, but from men’s minds,
but
astoundingly enough, there is no word in any language to describe this;
it
is not a matter of men making-the-stuff-up, as the term is normally used
--
the
stuff just comes-to-them; a picture of a particular event appears in their
mind,
and
with no planning or editing, they open their mouth or pick up a pen,
and
convey it to others as though they either personally witnessed the event,
or
it was described to them by someone involved.
When
this happens, the conveyer of the story has no sense that he is lying;
he
had no prior intent to tell of this event --
the
finished scene, complete with dialogue and detail was suddenly there in
his mind,
feeling
just as real to him as any other, and as he hears his own voice,
or
reads his own words unfolding the tale, he has no sensation of deceit being
afoot, contraire du jour!
–
if
the event falls within the spiritual/metaphysical/moral area of man’s intangible
reality (which is almost a certainty) the speaker may well feel himself
to be
a
special bearer of special news (after all: how many people get to speak
to god,
or
see him perform physical miracles, or be privy to the inner workings,
and
private thinking of secular powers).
All
of the events upon which each of man’s cultural activities are based have
this history; all religions, all political and social models, all codes
of morality,
all
views of history come from the telling and retelling of such events which,
although
they did not literally occur -- yet
occurred, and in a place of profound importance: the events occurred and
continue to occur -- in men’s
minds --
and
they happen just as surely to men as do the physical circumstances of their
lives, yet not one out of a billion can grasp what is going on in this;
they
have no terms to describe it -- their ordinary minds cannot
even think about it;
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Conversation
Number Seventy Two.
“A
man with a conscience has a thousand problems.”
“Because of the many ills he has done?”
“No.”
“Not because of his misdeeds?”
“No.”
* * *
Rumbling
from the deep, distant ravine of long past time and space came a bombastic
voice that echoed throughout the universe, touching every sun, planet,
and atom,
that
proclaimed: “Remember: the amount you contribute is up to you.”
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Outlier
Science.
It
would be an insult to a true singularity to attempt a discussion of its
singularity.
* * *
One
man’s inner partner said to him:
“If
you really loved me -- you’d let me be sick more often.”
* * *
There
are two levels at which men can be mad:
the
first level is where you are driven to describe why you are mad,
and
the other is the actual manifestation of the sucker.
* * *
If
ordinary men could disassemble the matters of which they disapprove
in
their intangible world, and put it back together to their satisfaction,
it
would be sillier than ever,
(though
based on history, there is certainly no assurance that they would realize
it.
“I
enjoyed your verbal magnanimity in saying: ‘certainly-no-assurance.’”)
* * *
One
man’s mind said to him:
“If
you really loved me --
you
wouldn’t interfere with me commenting on when we are sick.”
*
* *
After
years of being hammered about the necessity of putting: everything-in-its-place,
one
kid decided that when he got grown he was either not going to have any
things -- or else no places.
*
* *
The
man alone who understands what is going on -- needs no conscience.
* * *
One
man offers this:
“If
you stare while eating, your food will taste like rotted carrion,”
(and
later said he found the same to be true regarding the consumption of ideas).
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Just
as a little joke (ha ha)
one
man’s nervous system partner would sometimes pretend it wasn’t there,
(some
joke, huh?! -- but on whom?)
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