One man pretended to be sick  --
he enjoyed it so much that he passed it on to his children  --
the man’s name was Adam.
“Well hey, don’t blame me personally  --
I didn’t just one day up and decide to be like that;
you gotta realize that I had to be sick to do something like that.”
(There are those who think he looked in the wrong direction when he bestowed the name, weasel.)
 

To ever escape: the rebel needs new ideas he got from within himself  --
which is surely a literal impossibility  --  so let us say that what he needs is:
new connections between the ideas already there.
A father said to a son:
“As regards conversing twixt civilians & rebels: birds don’t correct worms
(or give them more than the appearance of an interested hearing).
The cruder version of this is: Hippos pay no attention to their own farts  --
do you get it: two openings in what is in essence a single piece of equipment.”
    “So you’re using worm to represent one aspect of a bird,
      which I assume is you speaking again of two operating areas in our brain?!”
“Tweet tweet.”
 

The famous with talent who are shitty are not sure they deserve their fame.
Fact: There is only one talent (the talent of knowing-what’s-going-on)
about which a man has no doubt.
    “Is that why it is so rare, and difficult to possess?”
And don't forget, neat.
 

Anything you’re trying to understand can be explained in a dozen words or less  --

A father gave a son this energy saving tip: “Once you understand what is going on
you don’t have to listen to the words people say;
if they are speaking of something about which they are passionate,
you can feel it in their tone and react accordingly,
and if there is none, they’re just seeking your social attention
(which is easily provided by just your being there).”
One rebel camp outside the city put up a handmade sign identifying themselves (humorously) as: Don’tWasteYourTimeville.
 

Everyone is the world’s leading expert on one matter  --   but no one realizes what it is.
 

News From The Neuro Pharmaceutical Front.
Some men take uppers;
some men take downers;
the rebel’s taste runs to sidewayers.
 

One man pretended to hear voices --
he enjoyed it so much that he passed it on to his children  --
the man’s name was Adam.
“Look, here’s how it happened: I did actually begin to hear a voice in my head,
but I knew if I told anyone, they would think I was going crazy,
so I gave the impression that I was pretending to hear it.”
    Did it work?
“No need to ask me  --  check with yourself.”
 

Whenever he is in the city, one man subsists on Hokumburgers  --
knowingly so   --
since he would anyway.
 

Conversation.
“It’s surprising how much thought you save if you don’t want anything.”
    “What if it’s a matter that you don’t want anything if you’re saving  thought?”
“Man!  --  I’ve got to stop talking to myself.”
 

Everyone likes a different kind of music, movies and macaroons,
but everyone has in common a dislike for everyone’s taste.
(Funny how that works out, huh?!)
 

A father said to a son:
“It’s: Y. B. E. my boy, Y.B.E.  --  you be either:
good with your body, or good with words.   Which’ll it be?”
    “Are they mutually exclusive?”
“Look around you.”
     “But is the mere presence of conventional situations proof of their inevitability?”
“Look around you and deny that the answer is clearly: damn near!
The fact cannot be hidden that the more apt a man is physically,
the less so he is verbally, and vice the versey,
and note with yourself the extreme difficulty to be both simultaneously,
(to run the high hurdles for instance, while giving an impromptu speech
on the shared symbolism of the Romantic poets).
It is as though our nervous system contains a switch which allows energy to either be flowing into the body’s muscles and sub cortical brain operations,
or into its higher, verbal areas, and observation easily reveals that most men
are innately and permanently weighted to one or the other.”
    “And why are you telling me this?”
“Because anyone born with the special interest inherent in our family line
has the capacity to not be so restricted.”
   “But you started out telling me that I had just the choice of being either
    good with my body or with words?!”
“Yes, but if you will chase this common situation to its end,
you will then experience a shift in the natural born balance of your nervous system whereby conventional inevitabilities are no longer yours.”
     “Never again?”
“Only when you forget that they’re not.”
     “Like Adam’s special progeny only being sick and confused when they
       forget that they’re not  --  that something in them is just pretending to be?!”
“Ladies and Gentlemen: we have our winner in Lane 4!”
 

The Relationship Between Natural Born Thinking, And The Few’s Desire To
Get To The Real Bottom Of Things.
You can catch mice in rat traps, but not rats in mouse traps;
the realized man who can see  --  has no rodents  --   no one ever has had any.
One man pretended to have rats --
he enjoyed it so much that he taught his children to do it.....................................
 

Man is the only animal who travels, motivated not by the body, but by ideas  --
the only creature on the prowl for the new,
but always looking for it outside himself;
only the few look inside their self for the new  --  for new ideas.
    “But there can’t really be any ideas in you that are new to you!”
New ideas regarding the intangible world of ideas are actually new connections between the ones already there.
 

Everyone has an unpublished résumé;
    rebels work only for themselves;
       the certain man’s business is a sole proprietorship  --
       not a corporation, or even a partnership, but a one (by gum!) man operation.
       (Reflected in only one runner being allowed in each track.)