Conversation
Number Thirty Seven.
"Everyone
comes from the factory weighted either toward hormones, or neurons,
and
nothing can be done about it --
which
is why everyone comes with a tag attached that tells them otherwise;
only
the anomalously fashioned few can make actual alterations to their structure."
“That is interesting: can you tell me more?”
"No."
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Dialogue
Number Twenty One.
“A
man whose mind is talking to himself is asleep.”
“Such a man is normal.”
“Okay:
a man listening to his mind talk to him is asleep.”
“That too is normal.”
“All
right: a man taking seriously what he hears his mind say to him is…”
“Now you nailed it.”
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The
term: rolling-with-the-punches
is a weak verbal imitation of what a man actually does who realizes that
rolling & punches are two sides of the same coin,
that
of -- being alive;
you
have to be alive somewhere,
and
all wheres have ever changing circumstances,
and
all forms of life must react to the circumstances;
the
walls of what idiot house believe the atmosphere outside the house
is
different from that within?
Ignorance,
thick -- understanding, paper thin.
Definition:
A-man-who-knows:
A man separated from nothing.
(Okay,
more precision: A man who does not imagine he is separated from anything).
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Men
can believe that circumstances make-the-man
if they want to, but that is not
the
view of the certain man (leastwise he doesn’t pretend that it is, or that
it isn’t -- which is always instant relief from such immaterial
irritations).
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Men
who have, turning-points
in their life don’t have much of a life --
(not
internally that is).
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One
man offers this solution to an ongoing city problem:
“A
man with bad memories should give up memories.”
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Upon
seeing a bumper sticker that read:
“Help
Save The Environment -- Kill Yourself”
one man mused:
“How
apt -- on several levels.”
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A
father said to a son:
“Regarding
that extraordinary inner journey on the nervous-system, Orient
Express from everyone’s metaphorical
birthplace of Paris
to the allegorical destination of enlightened Istanbul:
the longer a man who completes same is in the latter,
the
less it seems do would be travelers there find info from him to be useful.”
“That almost sounds like a whine.”
“I
know: that’s why I won’t mention it.”
On
one world, someone proposed a law be passed directing that only to sons
could
fathers say certain things, but being a more advanced people
they
almost instantly realized that was what already went on there naturally.
(Legend
also has it that on another planet was once a man who understood so much
that one day he thought: “If there is any more to know, and I come to know
it,
I
can conceive of the possibility that I might cease to exist.”)
The
defeat of Troy
was supposed to mellow the place -- not enflame it.
(“History
can reveal so much on levels historians never suspect.”)
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Life
In The Land Of The Code.
There
are several words so contrary to humanity’s collectively perceived reality,
and
thus uncommonly powerful, that in dictionaries they are intentionally misspelled.
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Regarding
Teachings For Enlightenment.
No
ism
knows anything, in fact the only thing that any could
know
is
what was just said.
The
Professed Hunger For The Grail, And: The Real Deal.
Ordinary
people want to hear
about the Hoochie Coochie:
the
certain man wants to get down with it.
The
Way Mind Works Number Twenty Four.
When
getting parts for his car, and giving the needed specifics of his particular
model, one man always includes its color (just in case..........................it
makes any difference).
A
Normally Unnoted, Mildly Interesting Phenomenon.
People
intrigued with the notion of Istanbul,
(who
have no personal experience therewith)
like
to recommend to someone they suspect may have,
speculative
writings they have found thereabout.
(Aka:
“Though I have never tasted ambrosia, you should be impressed with me
in
that I have found a book about it that I bet you have never read!”
[And
some might recognize a quite similar activity continually occurring in
the natural-born, city part of their own mind.])
Another
Story From Man’s Unique World.
King
Longitude had by his side, dual Ministers
Of Intelligence;
his
neighbor, Prince Latitude,
in an effort to surpass,
added
to his court, two sets of twin Ministers:
in
man’s second reality, math is not one of the more reliable activities.
Understandably:
neurons have their hands full attempting to add
up
stuff on which they cannot lay their hands:
only
hormones can actually do it (and from one perspective)
facilitated
by the fact that they do not talk about it.
(“Well,
SURE! -- people could do all sorts
of marvelous things
if
they just wouldn’t talk about it.
What?! -- did I really
just say that?!”)
The
discovery of Lilliput
was supposed to expand Gulliver
-- not make him feel small.
(Travel
Note: Those with torted notions of
Istanbul can never locate their right
train.)
One
man’s personal rule: “If I do not in private, laugh aloud at least fifty
times a day, something is wrong.”
In
Re The Final Trip.
Just
before it is time for you to go -- life puts on lipstick;
the
only thing that often keeps the rebel alive is his desire for the thing.
J
Life Near The Apollo.
The man struggling
to awaken is the hardest working man in no biz.
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