Everyone
wishes they had a different name --
which
is what makes their present one tolerable.
“Yes,
I may be asleep, but now I’m all right, knowing that I can
awaken.”
“By the by: how did you discover that you were asleep?”
“From
the same source where I learned I was asleep.”
“It’s neat how that worked out, no?!”
“Well
how else could it have?!?!”
“Yeah, I was afraid that’s what you’d say.”
“I
don’t follow?!”
Everybody
wishes they lived somewhere else,
and
believing there is a possibility of you moving is what makes staying where
you are tolerable.
“Thank
god (we all should say) for: tolerableness!”
Amen.
Every
day one man required that he fill out a new employment application to be
him; “It is a tedious process,” he admits, ”But it’s worth it; after all,
it's me that's at stake!”
Many people write anonymously -- but who can think in such a way?
Conversation.
“Once
for a while, a certain volcano tried using a P.R. firm.”
“I don’t believe that!”
“How
about a tidal wave?”
“No!”
"A
deadly virus?"
“Absolutely not!”
“And
you don’t find your instant conviction concerning what I’m talking about,
interesting?”
From
a jungle came a voice:
“I
don’t need anybody speaking for me!”
“All
right! -- WHO SAID THAT?”
(Hint: his name starts with,
R -- like in, reality.)
Neither
rain, nor sleet, nor snow nor hail shall substitute for a real man’s mind.
“How about other people’s minds?”
Okay:
revise the slogan.
Dialogue.
“I’ve
heard you speak on several occasions, but am still confused:
what
exactly are your lectures about?”
“I don’t suppose the reply: ‘Usually about ninety minutes’ would do, huh?!”
“Well,
it’s more than I had before I asked.”
Exchange.
“At
its core, the very best part of DoingTheThing
is that no one knows what it is.”
“You know that can’t be true.”
“I
do?”
Talking about anything is an excuse............................(of sorts).
“Dear
Dr. Exacto: “Is having four small dogs the same as having one large one?”
All questions are potentially embarrassing --- if you know what you’re doing.
Rap
Rugby.
“He
awakens the most who talks to himself the most.”
“Sometimes I can’t tell if you’re joking or not?!?”
“He
jokes the most who talks to himself the most.”
“That’s better?”
Unless
you can hover silently and indefinitely in mid air, between opposing ideas,
you
are not much of a rebel spacecraft.
One guy only deals with himself anonymously.
Conversation
Concerning Cultural Physics.
“Processes
polarized are halted.”
“Whose side are you on anyway?”
“Obviously
not alertness’ or I wouldn’t be on a side, now would I.”
Life
is seamless -- not so, city consciousness.
Well
bred, sophisticated cows do not care to hear themselves referred to
by
their species -- indeed the unstated rule is that
the
more civilized and cultured they are, the less they care for it.
Muse
it: The more a creature is filled with
intangible stuff it wasn’t born with
(and
could thus be reasonably proposed to be superior to those lacking such
post
natal additions) the greater does it struggle to keep from being identified
for
what it by nature be.
Is
success in man’s unique realm based on his ability to deny his basic humanity?
And
what should this (having to do with ordinary consciousness)
be
telling the rebel about the other state he believes he seeks?
Under
the south side city bridge a welcoming troll chants out this rhyme
to
approaching visitors:
“Overkill,
overkill,
when in here,
it fits the bill.”
The ordinary do not like having where they live accurately described.
In
city affairs: what is un polarized lacks adequate dimensions.
“So you’re telling me that over there they get everything into its proper
shape
by constricting it?!”
Sharpie
over here!
The
certain man cannot live not
seeing accurately where he lives.
“Is
that what makes all the difference?”
What
else could it be.
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