When an institution can’t deliver on its stated goal  --  it offers testimonials to itself.
City organizations are the one creature which can live by words alone.
Mundane mentation’s motto: “Vindicare ego sum:  I claim  --  therefore I am.”
If you can’t do it  --  SAY that you can do it;
no one in the city is in a position to prove otherwise.
 
 
 
 
 

One guy offers this mathematical advice regarding the binary based struggles
common to common men: “Never deal in even numbers with odd people.”
It is natural born neurons that squabble among themselves;
the post natal variety grown by the rebel do what they can do  -- in silence.
 
 
 
 
 

As he sailed the pond,
the dragonfly looked down and thought:
  “What is it like to be a frog  --
    a creature more conscious  --
    yet still in the mud?”

    Out on the street,
    in an ice cream truck,
    the cold asked itself:
    “What is it like to be a popsicle sold? --
    out on your own –
    out on the run?”
 

Thought that is not personal is not real thought any more than
talent not individual is real talent.

The herd holds everyone’s head hostage,
and the only possible ransom is wandering away.
 
 
 
 
 

After having one of those kind of years, a boy asked his father:
“Just how much can you regret things?”
     “A lot  --  really a lot   --  IF you remember them.”
Dr. Winslow’s Latest Theory.
“The ending of everything is the beginning of something else,”
and the boy just mentioned retorts:
“You’re just saying that to make me feel better,”
and the doctor responds by mooning the lad.
The Moral......(Maybe).
All’s well that goes to hell.

Over a social drink,
some axons and dendrites concluded that: Trying to change the way a mind thinks
is like trying to swim upstream in a river of molten lava,
(and the man in whose head this was taking place happened to take note and said: “Thanks a lot guys!   Cheer me up, why don’t ya!”).
Even while home alone: normally prohibited secrets can be slipped-under-the-door--  IF on the other side is: consciousness-at-ease.
“Resistance, my friends: irrelevant resistance is the cement of all ignorant walls.”
Those of constricted vision cannot comprehend the concept of: constricted vision.
Before Adam (man’s speaking consciousness) gave all the creatures names  --
they all were simply what they were:
now: rabbits can’t grasp the fact that they are rabbits.
The way the ordinary mind pulls off its trompe l'oeil
is by giving men funny eyes/I’s to start with.              (Neat, huh?!)
 
 
 
 

An Inside Secret To Being Human.........And Ordinary.
If you want people to REALLY feel sorry for you,
just tell them what kinda guy you REALLY are.
("Jeeze!  --  I couldn’t even stand that myself!”
This is why there are only mythical snakes pictured consuming their own tail --
and not beavers.
[One man says that if thought was more like something erotic,

There are two main reasons people have a small opinion of themselves:
one is that there is a lot about them to have a small opinion of,
and the other is that small opinions are all they are capable of.
It takes a larger than normal man to see what is going on,
(and note: a man with larger than normal eyes/I’s has a smaller than normal mouth).
 
 
 
 

Life fed one planet with one main river;
it was then up to that world to divide it into the needed tributaries.
Only ordinary minds feel that they are being swamped;
the man-who-knows-what's-going-on
understands that the ordinary mind and that which swamps it

A Highway Tip To Help You Stay Awake
Once You’ve Taken Over Your Own Driving Duties.
A man with three eyes/I’s can’t take a nap.

                   Men of odd numbers
                   aren’t given to slumbers.
 
 
 
 

Throughout the city, the message rang:
“Words are magic!” --  and a boy asked his father:
“Is that true?”
     “Yes  --  if you’re a dunce.”

Bird Spotter’s Update.
The untruncated Eagleous Soarus Independus
is the only creature that can swallow its own head.
 
 
 
 

The hearing of the herd is such that all revealing ideas
sound like they’re going-too-fast.

The individual who-understands-what's-going-on  --   thinks in disappearing ink.

The certain man: sees where the collective has no eyes;
                                                  smiles, where it has no lips.
 
 
 
 

The condemned man was heard to say:
"I don’t mind the actual dying as much as I do having already died before I fully lived.”  (He noted that the comment was not philosophical or allegorical,
but a material observation regarding his neural development.)
 
 
 
 

He who can truly think is not intellectually cooperative with anybody.
The Lone Ranger stole his whole shtick from  --   guess-who?!
Or as Long John Silver said: “I regret that I had but one eye/I to give to the cause  --   NO I DON’T!  --  all that matters is that it was an odd numbered view.”
Give Cows Some Credit!
Though unrealized by those in the city:
computers were an invention of the mind’s herd: the home of all things binary.

                                                       “Let me out of here!”
                                                         Why does this ancient cry go unheeded?
                                                         Because it is here crying it.

                                                        “I knew that.”                            Really.