November
14, 2003
©
2003: JAN COX
The
reason ordinary people do not believe in the transcendental is that
when
they look for it -- they look outside themselves, and
thus will never see.
To
his promising son, a father said:
“Until
you are from another world -- you are not yet home.”
Under
routine conditions, man’s mind continually underestimates
its
entanglement with its environment,
but
when winds blow strong enough -- elephants can sail through
the air.
Note:
Only extremely witless fish will bad-mouth water (leastwise, to its face).
Note
Number Two: On one world, neurons live
inside of hormones.
Proof
In The City.
Anecdotal
evidence is to acceptable evidence
as
acceptable evidence would be to actual evidence --
if
actual evidence existed.
The
reason that Watson could
never comprehend how Holmes
worked
was
that Holmes
worked entirely inside of Holmes.
(“Take me holmes -- country rhodes scholar,
back to myself -- where all is known.”)
As
he bopped down the street, swinging his briefcase, the man sang:
“Oh I’m not as young as I used to be,
nor yet as young as I plan to be.”
The
Experience
Of TheThang,
Once Again Limned.
It’s
that wondrous moment when there is no doubt
what life is about.
As
one man’s hormones would say to his neurons: “Transcendental THIS!”
“Ha!
Those little buggers can really be jokesters, can’t they?!”
No.....not really.
The
king of a land asked the man: “Are you strange and dangerous?”
“I am not from here -- if that is what you mean.”
The
coach announced: For the ordinary -- floor gymnastics;
the
rest of you -- up on the rings.
(Mused
one lad: “Thank god I have my health -- and nothing else.”)
According
to one myth: time said to space:
“Do
not send a knight with a sword on a task that needs a computer.”
Whenever
those alert to the nexus twixt their intangibles and the environment's
hardware come back around the block,
they’re
always on a new skateboard.
Says
the real warrior: “I did not come here to only come
here once.”
The
universal researcher needs no laboratory -- he is it.
Conversation.
“I’ve
had a neat new notion of what being civilized is.”
“Yeah?”
“It’s
taking the idea of survival too
seriously.”
“But how can you take the idea of survival too seriously?!”
“Yeah,
I know -- that’s what makes it so neat.”
Fact:
No one can understand what DoingTheThing
is save those doing it --
and
even they don’t get it -- until it’s TOO LATE!
(Lots
of folks seem to enjoy a bit of melodramatics.)
One
man shouts:
“If
you are startled by the fact that security guards, charged with protecting
us,
get
only minimum wage,
wait’ll
you get a load of what’s going on with the thoughts in your mind.”
From
one super civic view: the way consciousness is run in most men’s brains
makes
the corruption of entrenched political machines seem like tea time.
The
poor hate the rich,
the
dumb hate each other,
and
the weak hate themselves -- and they are all intelligent enough
not to realize it.
A
Symbolic Saga From The Sea.
While
hunting for large, whale-like information,
one
man lost a leg in the effort,
and
now thinks with a limp.
Philistines
see power as a matter of wealth
while
artists perceive it in terms of intelligence;
philistines
don’t care much for artists.
“Pa
pa: does something similar go on between hormones and neurons?”
“In words, you can make it seem like it does,
but
only fool eyes believe that North, or West resists the wind."
The
hand-in-the-glove of man’s inner self from itself cannot be peeled.
(Aka
as the land of: Live With It
-- a place few men can see and fewer still abide.)
Regarding
Conventional Civility.
Even
a man who seems sensitive and refined
can
still piss on his foot when he’s out back of the cantina
taking
a whiz with the rest of the guys.
Definition:
Civilization:
Elephants ruled by fleas.
(Oh -- all right: Elephants with flea brains ruled by fleas.)
One
man in a far fetched land named his horse:
If
I Can’t Ride Me -- Damn’f Anyone Else Will.
From
Our:
Book Of Alternative Myths.
As
per one version: God
did not drive Adam
from the Garden
on his two unruly feet, but rather folded him up into a neural, paper airplane
and sailed him out,
which
accounts for the fact that the Culture
he subsequently created continues to float, un tethered to earthly reality.
And
a reader writes: “I for one would appreciate it if you would leave me out
of your questionable creation stories.” (And on the back of the envelope
added:
“Truth
is: I’d just as soon been left out of creation itself.”)
The
opening speaker set the tone for the evening's festivities by saying:
“Statistics
don’t mean shit! -- except to shit-heads.”
Another
way whereby the differently conscious man has more fun than everyone else
is that while the ordinary have only: entertainment
-- he has two forms thereof:
the
kind they have -- and the real kind.
Fiscal
Affairs As Per Hormones & Neurons.
Money
is to survival goods as respect is to fear;
charity
is to pack bonding as romance is to a post-coital smoke.
Fishing
with no hook, a man mused on the river bank:
“What
would be the outcome if a nervous system knight actually completed his
quest? -- what would come after that?”
He
watched the flowing water for a while, then revised the ponder:
"No
-- what would he DO after that?”
(and
suddenly got a bite from a fish with no mouth).
Which
caused another chap (a bit downstream) to ask himself:
“Past
a certain point: what is the difference between being a health-nut,
and
a hypochondriac?” -- and his dog opened one eye and injected: “You
mean like between: being asleep and driving yourself crazy talking about
how asleep you are?!”
One
man’s private perspective of all affairs in the city was summed in the
words:
“Get
a load of that!”
(Remembering, dear civics student, that the city is
in your mind.)
A
knight in another kingdom christened his steed:
Posture
Means
Nothing
To A
Dead
Man.
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