December 26, 2003 ©2003: JAN COX
Fact:
The most pleasing non physical sport available to man is: Seeking answers.
Fact:
Men still seeking answers only do so through a failure to
grasp
the essence of questions.
(Sub
Flooring Fact: Only septic tank workers wonder where the smell is coming
from.)
“I
regret having to tell you this sir,
but
you will never get the wake-up-plane
in the air from this field.”
How
Mind Works.
One
man with an illness would always feel better about his health whenever
he could get the doctor to knock a few bucks off the price of his treatment.
“Yeah,
I may be dead -- but check out the roll I have in my pocket.”
“Is he talking about actual death and literal money?!?”
One
man has written a manuscript he has titled: “We’re
All Zombies.”
(So
far he cannot get any publisher’s attention.)
“Does
that strike you as the least bit strange, saying in conjunction with
something
relating to zombies that: ‘He cannot get their attention’?!”
One
man offers this tip: “You can get lots of new ideas,
while
expanding your comprehension by intentionally mishearing things people
say.”
(And
his partner adds: “I’m prepared to pay whatever's the price:
I’ll
break out of this damn prison even if it kills you!”)
Truth:
Thoughtfulness at someone else’s expense is never out of order.
“Mr.
Chairman! Mr. Chairman! -- would you please order me
to sit down.”
“Hey! -- I don’t lug you along with me everywhere just for the fun
of it!”
Across
the aisle unknowingly sits everyone’s most faithful ally.
“Yeah! -- if you can’t mistrust yourself -- what’s
the use in going on!”
Collective
Intelligence: Life’s largest floating crap game.
When
you try to stamp it out in one place -- you later find it’s
stuck to your shoe.
Only
when you realize the nature of thought can you strip truly naked
(and
physically is not its only form).
“What’s
more fun than being sick, and then getting well!?”
“Being asleep -- then waking up?”
“Yeah
-- nice try.”
(Okay: how ‘bout: being sarcastic and then realizing what’s really going
on. “No thank you.”)
One man told his kid that the older you get -- the slower time passes,
The
human population consists of nomads and the settled;
as
mankind becomes in toto more civilized, the number of nomads becomes less;
see!
-- and you being civilized you think this is referring to people
physically.
“What’s
more fun than being stuck in one place for a long time,
and
then leaving and going somewhere new?!”
“Being asleep -- then waking up?”
“I
thought they were the same thing.”
“Humm?….”
One
man told his kid that the more you understand -- the
less you know,
(just
to prepare him for what’s coming).
The certain man lives in a place that can’t be surveyed.
One
guy has a motto for every occasion --
which
he makes up whenever an occasion occurs.
One
man used to try to talk to others --
‘til
he realized they were even dumber than him.
The certain man lives in a land that can only be mapped by him.
When
he saw a list of seven words that purported to cover all human emotions,
one
guy guffed: “I notice it doesn’t include: Fuck
people who make lists.”
The certain man lives in a land that can’t be described to others.
Knowing-what’s
going-on is like having a john-the-conqueroo
that never fails.
“Oh -- I’m not going back to Louisiana
--
or any place else I’ve already been.”
With
one ear, one man would listen to beethoven, and with the other, the blues;
and
with one tongue: hail caeser,
and with the other: the burning
of rome.
“Oh -- give me a home
that makes me want to roam.”
No
greater claim do politicians and priests believe they can make than:
“I
am consistent!”
(“How about everyone else?”
Oh yeah, them too.)
Men who leave factual histories -- never got-it.
One
man ruled over a kingdom wherein lay people were given no responsibilities:
paradise!
-- a place where nothing was expected of the incompetent.
(Are
you again thinking this refers to something physical, and more than one
person?)
Men who have heroes cannot rule themselves.
One
man once told everyone he met that they had an extraordinary,
unexplored
land within them --
he
gave it up quickly enough.
Men who keep looking outside -- never catch on.
At
the physical level everybody accepts the fact that they are an inseparable
member of a collective, but regarding the intellectual, will vehemently
deny same --
even
though it is clear that the mind is not independent of the body any more
than
is
an ant of the colony.
Even
if you were free -- but lived in house that was in prison,
what?........
as
a mother said to a departing child:
“Life
out there can seem quite dangerous and confusing, but always remember that:
four
out of five doctors.”
A
man who will help you if he can and you ask him,
and
a man who wants
to help you
are
two entirely different matters and men.
Only zombies take themselves seriously.
One
man notes that the drawback to not being religious is that
you
can’t pray to be rich.
“Rats!”
If
you don’t ultimately have-your-own-way-of-doing-things -- you
ain’t got nuthin’.
Another
guy says: “I think this trying-to-wake-up-thing
you people talk about
is a sign of some sort of stroke you've had.”
There
was once a planet covered in fog;
it
was always there, and thus the inhabitants did not perceive it as a fog,
but
rather as their world’s natural atmosphere.
Every
once in a while a child was born there who recognized the fog as a fog:
no
big deal -- he could just do it, that’s all.
And
one man notes that the drawback to not being ordinary is that
you
don’t care if you’re not rich and have had a unnoticed stroke.
“Hey:
what’s the difference between being awake and being dead?”
“I don’t know.”
“Of
course you don’t.”
“Okay,
wanna try another one?”
“Okay.”
“Why
isn’t poverty a concern of the dead?”
“Wait!...........I can almost get that one..........”
One
man didn’t require the services of the pertinent proverb
since
you couldn’t wake
him til it’s over.
“Okay,
I’ve thought some more about that question you asked
regarding
the difference between being dead and being awake:
the
dead don’t misspeak; misplace their keys or bump into things;
they
don’t get angry; they don’t whine or complain, and they’re never critical;
they
don’t care what people think of them, and they don’t have heroes,
or
any interest in imaginary stuff.....oh yeah: and they don’t worry about
the future,
but
other than that......well......I thought for a minute there I might be
onto something, but.....”
An
email just in: “Your method of constantly laughing
as
a means to keep from going to sleep is unnatural.”
No more so for the few than being asleep.
The
certain man can talk about things that only a few can grasp.
“Hey -- same as with life.”
As
dvorak
said when he woke up: “You call THIS a new world?!”
One
chap had quite strong feelings about the death penalty --
-- until he was sentenced to death.
The
certain man talks about things to himself that only
he will ever get.
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