By the constant sound of the conversation,
a man knew that something was going on upstairs,
but could never make out exactly what,
'cause every time he would stop to listen in on what they were saying  --
they would stop talking.
Many people have experienced this  --  and never tried it again  --
why should they?  --  to what end?!
Few can ever hear the light at the end of the tunnel.
And this email just in:
“I thoroughly enjoy reading your comments about man and life, but I feel
much disturbed if I try to think such things on my own; is something wrong with me;
do I have a virus?”
Dear Sir: Your mother was likely licked by a cow before you were born --
but not to worry, all it did was make you normal;
if you find this condition ultimately intolerable: go find a cow and kick it in the ass.
P.S. You don’t have go far  --  just look upstairs.
Thinking about what other people say is okay;
trying to think about the fact that you don’t hear anyone talking
is prohibitively off-putting to most humans;
their nervous system is not wired nor programmed to handle such an activity:
this is why people struggling to wake-up have such a peculiar look on their face
(if they were visible..... and had any particular look on their face.)
Outside the city area of human consciousness, in the rebel territory of the brain, beneath an insurgent's lone ranger mask is a face covering on which is inscribed
the words: “This is not a mask” --  which is readable only from the backside.
Only a man who knows-what-is-going-on knows for a fact
whether he actually exists or not  --  both downstairs and up.
 
 
 

Following less than auspicious occasions one man was wont to remark:
“A miss by an inch is as good as a miss by a mile,”
until one day his twin brother noted that this little truism was not serving
their interests, so the man began to assert:
“A miss by a mile is as good as a miss by an inch,”
which seemed to him to have turned the potentially bad previous verbal impression squarely around and aimed it in the decorous direction of progress:
ostensible progress:
verbal progress:
the only kind of progress there is in man’s intangible reality.
    “Is this why more people become literary critics than skeet shooters:
      it’s more difficult to measure your competency?”
And why men talk in terms familiar to the herd.

Men feel more comfortable inside to sit in a chair they know:
the mind they were born with:
a security blanket for the backside.
Note: The advantage for the few in stories with no salient moral is that
they should remind them of how difficult it at first seems to turn a train around  --

At a downtown intersection a man suddenly addressed the people waiting there
for the light change:
“Although it is an accepted historical and cultural fact that some composers could write music so difficult that even they could not perform it  --  should we ergo excuse
a man for expressing ideas that he himself cannot actually think?!”
(And all the citizen-philistines in the crowd booed him roundly  --  then crossed over.)
 
 
 

All You Ever Need Note Regarding Originality & The Ordinary.
Sheep think that the hippest thing possible is to be embraced by the flock,
and be just another faceless head in an indistinguishable mob.
 
 
 

On one planet the creatures are kept in controllable captivity
by making them believe that the words in their dictionary are serious.
 
 
 

The certain man’s shopping credo:
“I’m not interested in anything I can afford.”
 
 
 

Facts You Shouldn't Lean On Too Hard.
Beautiful women eventually get tired of being stared at,
and sleeping people can still be insightful.
 
 
 

One guy offers what he says is:  “Damn good advice:
If you don’t understand something  --  act like you think it’s stupid  --
that’s what life does  --  through man!”
     “That’s weird!”
“But it gets better: life makes men say things it knows is stupid,
and then has other men denounce it as stupid.”
     “Stop it!  --  you’re killin’ me.”
 
 
 

Warning Concerning Dangerous Gangs.

In Re Amnesty.
One man muses: “The only thing you cannot forgive is death  --  but hey!  --
you don’t have to!  --  since you can’t!”
 
 
 

Upstairs Optics Update.
Just because a certain thing cannot be seen three dimensionally
does not mean that it cannot be seen.
 
 
 

People who can sometimes almost actually think  --
commonly think that everyone else is having all the fun.
Only when you know for yourself what is really going on with life
do you recognize what ordinary men conceive of as fun, and who enjoys it how.
 
 
 

Temporal News.
When the certain man begins, everything is: now-and-then;
later on, there IS no: now-and-then.
When the capacity of your eyes/I’s expands, so does the human concept of time shift.
    “To your advantage, I assume.”
There is no downside to catching-on.
    “How about how much harder it is to be amused?”
You mean by others?
    “Well  --  ye-hah!   --   who else?!                         (Oh  --  I get you.)"

Seeing what’s going on in life is not only sitting alone in a window seat,
but is also being your own moving train.
    “Is this why I once heard a defrocked city building inspector say that
      only those who embrace and enjoy the totality of their residential structure
      can ever awaken from the urban induced dream?”
What would a bureaucrat know.
 
 
 

When one man heard Bailey’s Irish Cream described as the most perfect provision
in that it contains all four of the basic food groups:
caffeine, chocolate, sugar and alcohol, he told his brother this made him realize
what would be the most perfect ordinary thought  --
one which contained all four of the basic requirements to be ordinary,
but then refused to tell him what it was: ("Figure it out for yourself!")
Siblings can be harsh  --  especially those within your own nervous system.
 
 
 

Pertinent The Privilege Of Individuality In The City,
And The Ever Lurking Question Concerning Freedom-Of-Will.
Having to stand-up-for-your-rights is proof you have none.
Only prisoners still in their cell, bang on the bars.
    “Question: How can you tell if a man is awake?”
How many times are you going to ask that.
    “Okay  --  a second question: Why won’t you answer that?”
 
 
 

All useful stories are apocryphal.
    “Is this the reason there can be no religion of waking-up?”
One.

All useful stories are red hot!  --   that’s why they’re always told about someone else.  (E.g. “There’s this one man who.....”)
    Real men don’t live in the verbal here-&-now.
         (“Is that because perchance: there is not one?”)
A reader e-mails:
“Why do you commonly put someone’s questioning of something you wrote
in parentheses?  What are you trying to emphasize by this device?”
And suddenly in comes another:
“Which do you find the more interesting and intelligent:
e-mails from actual readers, or the ones you write yourself?
P.S. Did you or me write this one?
Yours Sincerely,” etc.
 
 

Still does he remain out of work since losing his position as Posture Coach at the mortuary.
    "Are you insinuating that he is..."      Yes. (Maybe.)