Everyone
is full of words; some informative --
most merely amusing,
and
for the purpose of drawing attention to oneself;
not
distinguishing between the two is the condition normal to man's consciousness.
Definition.
Mind:
Imperfect eye glasses through which ordinary men attempt to think.
A
boy asked the mayor:
“Which
is the greater impairment to intellectual clarity: drugs or mental plagiarism?”
and
His Honor
replied:
“I am obliged by civilization and the city to say: drugs.”
Although
labeled by the ordinary as an act of creativity,
the
writing of fiction is actually one of desperation.
One
man practices this private health principle:
To
laugh at all anti immune
systems.
(“Is he talking about the goings on in the city?”)
“Pa
pa: what is the most humorous thing you hear ordinary people say?”
“That a certain human art form or intellectual activity should be more
popular
than it is.”
“Oh,
did I say the most futile thing?”
One man’s one word proposal as the T.O.E.H. (The Theory Of Everything Human): Expansion!
How
Mind Works.
One
guy's approach to handling a certain type of unwanted mail:
“You
don’t have
bills until you open
the bills.”
(Or
maybe he’s really saying something about consciousness and thoughts.)
One
man says he is emphatically in favor of a: drug-free-environment,
(especially
he notes [cutting his eyes upward] of a certain sort.)
A
tyrant lies in the heart of many wolves and sheep;
the
city part of men’s minds requires a mayor
-- and one with a firm hand,
(how
do you think sanity
there is defined?!)
One
man says:
“The
only thing a cell phone is good for is to announce a spontaneous party!
(Also
true for a certain area of the mind for a certain type of secretive
celebration).”
Life
finally took one man aside who had long been trying to:
wake-up,
achieve-enlightenment
(and like that) and said to him:
“Just
exactly what IS your problem?”
Egging
a drinker on by complimenting him on how impressively he can throw back
sequential straight shots is not unknown in another guise amongst teetotalers.
Said
one wolf to another: “Does it not truly touch your heart to see our leader
with tears in his eyes when he speaks to us on an important matter.”
“Wow! --
I didn’t know your pack is led by a crocodile.”
A
common though unstated sentiment regarding the entertainment value
of
city comments: “If it don’t raise my blood pressure --
it don’t do it for me.”
Conversation.
“One
man can switch back to his old, regular state of consciousness
any
time he wants.”
“Boy! --
that’s a good one: any time he wants
to!”
“Yeah,
that was pretty funny.”
Some
Things You Can Remember (If You Want To).
Man
is in captivity -- not
exile.
There
is no me outside of me.
Talk
is energy (so is memory), but neither of necessary consequence.
Efficient
force is complex in planning, simple in execution.
The
other voice in your inner dialogue is life’s.
There
is no such creature as: partial
responsibility.
The
pretense of a thing IS
the thing.
No
one here is in charge.
There
is no out there;
there are no circumstances.
Condemnation
of the past proves no commitment to the future.
What
a thing is may not be its ideal state.
Forces
can’t be bribed (even by prayer).
In
some places if you think about something more than once, it’s yours (and
vice versa).
Life
has its own agenda.
The
complex consumes the simple.
Some
success is no success.
Things
are arranged as they are so they’ll work as they do.
Every
story has two endings; every story has three endings;
every story has four… (you get the idea --
oh yeah, another thing):
Life
is big enough to hold everybody --
every idea, every feeling.
(And
P.S.): WE are in life’s best interest.
Said
a father to a son:
“Trying
to enlarge your consciousness to the size that can get to the bottom of
things
is
like a fish not only attempting to escape the school into which he was
born,
but
also the net of its collective perceptions,
and
ultimately to give himself over completely to the water.”
“But isn’t the latter his natural state to begin with?”
“Yes,
but he must unravel the first two matters to fully realize it.”
“Which is what always makes the difference?!”
“Always.”
If
you want to get to the bottom of something that is a category (like religion,
or politics) you have to think about outside
that
category.
The
difference between a man who really wants to know and everyone else
(who
will say
they do --
if they are asked)
is
that he wants to know badly enough to use his mind in ways (certainly non
standard) that lead to such, (in other words):
he
will actually think about
the things he wants to know about,
after
having fumbled around and discovered on his own,
mental
activity that alone (comparably speaking) deserves to be called thinking,
when
it comes to the scrutiny of man’s many intangible affairs.
The
consciousness of the man-who-knows is not where you think it is.
J
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