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Peeling The Gloss From The Paint Since Seventeen Eighty-Ain't
 MAY 13, 2004                                                                         © 2004: JAN COX

More Stories That Separate The Symbolists From
The Merely Metaphorical
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A father said to a son:
”Forget about ordinary men’s version: there is only one History, and that is:
What you have done.”
Routine minds are interested in hearing about what other people have said,
and done (gossip); the real-deal-man’s mind understands all such to be but
fictional distractions in the mold of movies and novels;
the only things that occur and that are worth remembering are those he has
personally seen in the process of his awakening.
For these few: history consists entirely of their having opened their eyes.
(Although he would not normally do it: if a nervous-system-rebel was going to
whine about, or ridicule other people, the other people would be him,
and even then, only for a specific purpose.)”
Anyone who will retrace their intellectual steps for you
didn’t have much of an adventure.
Those still lost are the ones who want to describe: where they are in their life.
A leading local authority made the following statement concerning:
The Reality Of Herd Life.
“If you can complain  --  you’ll know what’s wrong.”
     (“I hadn’t realized that cows could be sarcastic  --
        that is what’s going on here, correct?!”)
Reality In The Verbal Flock.
“If it weren’t for habit, I would not know how to live.”
    (“What a bunch of rubbish!  --   who said that?”
“I know it came from my mouth, but it was my cells who actually said it,
and since I depend on them for my existence, I cannot agree with you,
and say anything disparaging about them.”)
Conversation.
“Just as you can make any music sound bad by playing it on a cheap synthesizer,
so too can magnificent ideas be made to sound foolish by running them through cheap, shoddy minds.”
    “What the hell does that mean?!”
“I’m not really sure  --  but it started out sounding so good I just couldn’t stop.”
How Mind Works. (Or Can).
One man says: “It is a sham: computers do not work on any digital principle,
(for instance): if you put one to searching your files for a certain word,
it does not go looking for a some string of ones and zeros:
it hunts for the actual word, and the computer manufacturers just tell you that
fancy jive of how modern and unique they are in their digital glory.”
And another splendid example of how mind works is:
if after reading the above carefully  --  you just don't get it.
    (“I tell you Professor: according to my figures: pelicans cannot fly,
       and there's no way the dodo can be extinct.”)
Household Tip For Comfortable Cell Dwelling.
It is much easier to stay pissed if you stare either straight ahead, or at the floor.
    (Hey --  you’re going to be here a long time;
     might as well squeeze out all the fun possible, right?!)
Although he says he doesn’t much like it, one guy admits that he’s been more or less forced into accepting as fact that: “If you don’t know what’s going on -- nothing is.”
(Q. Is it better to be a blind donkey on the Sun, or an eagle on speed in Detroit?)
“Doctor: I cannot for the life of me see what all the fuss here is about (after all):
no one really knows what is going on, so why even be concerned if some pretend to?   (As long as it is not you of course  --  Hey!  --  wait just a minute  --
is THAT what all of this is about?....)”
Time And Captivity.
In his speech, one man would often refer to a well known figure and sadly comment on how much greater he would have become: “had he lived,”
‘til someone told him that the person was still alive, and after a momentary hesitation, the man said: “In that case: he wasn’t all that great anyway.”
Time And Escape.
There is only way to leave a place so completely that you never have to go back: instantly!
One man submits each day’s activity for prior approval,
(well, he’s always wished he could).
And there is this other guy who stays up late every night
just to see what he’s going to think next.
Nautical And Neural Note.
There is always some part of the ocean that a man has never sailed.
In Re Travel.
Livers and legs want to stay home  --  so do synapses  --  they won’t admit it;
what’s a poor Marco to do?
The core difference between the nervous-system-rebel and ordinary men is that
they won’t take the routine mental crap that comes with being human and normal --
no sir!  --  they simply won’t take it!
    “And exactly what do they do about it? (if I may ask)?”
You may, but in so doing you reveal your innate inability to ever see the actual answer to your query.
    “Well! --  either that is grossly unfair  --  or it is simply a cheap verbal cop out.
     (And where is a good cop-out when you really need one!)”
Yeah!    And yet another thorny city problem, slickly cleared up.
    “Well......I’m not sure I’d go that far.”
Don’t forget, boys and girls and mental pederasts:
With the elimination of Socrates -- Athens was wiped clean.
  (“I’m gonna wash that city right outta my hair…”)
Not all neurons are created equal  --  oh!  --  in herds they are  --  herds and prisons.
One man was driven from his urban spot for denying that certain cells gain their ultimate form after birth.   (He wasn’t actually driven away  --  he just left.
As you should have noticed by now: Cap'n Crunch doesn’t give a fig for
anything you say about his ship or his command  [just don’t try same with Bligh.])
    “Ain’t that the way it always is: You’re sailing along  --  doing fine  --
then you come ashore to actual land and: Wham-o!--  everything goes to hell!”
This is why you never hear of Gabriel being away from his post and off somewhere
on a trip.
Or: The only way the Cheshire Cat survives is by not appearing.
    (“And the two being the same thing in the mental realm  --  right?!”)
To learn a private lesson: one man in the city had his gas, electricity and phone permanently disconnected  --  something not easy.
    “Do you mean: not easy to do, or not easy to learn a lesson from?”
The real-deal-man, no matter where he rolls  --  picks up useful moss.
Though not reported: Achilles’ defeat of Troy came through:
fraternization with the enemy.
    “A permanent inner connect with all that seems to oppose you, correct?!”
Or (like the man above): a permanent disconnect. (And also as you already noted:
in the intangible world, them being the same hound dog.)
 
 

Some People’s Unstated View.
“If I can just read enough about doing it (waking up, achieving enlightenment)
surely something will happen”  --  and they could be right  --
just don’t forget what comes with each and every: could be.
Many people like to recall inspiring spiritual stories  --  because they’re so depressing.
Upon hearing that: No man is an island, one chap immediately applied for statehood.
As location oriented realtors say:
It’s easier in some places than in others  --  but not by much.
   (“Is this why cottages in Camelot are cheaper than condos in Valhalla?”
“Do you realize my good man, that the point you are trying to make would
size up better with middle class minds if you had used for examples,
things with a material reality: more likely of mortal experience [e.g.]:
Why plots on the Sun are cheaper than on Neptune; do you see what I mean?”)
Fact: Once the mind gets going  --   stand back Shadrack!
Having (from its own internal perspective) no boundaries or limits,
thoughts get completely taken up by their own whirlwind;
like a tornado overtaking and devouring itself so that it can no longer remember,
and distinguish what it is  --  originally was.
Question: If the great snake Ouroboros (with his tail in his mouth) could  finally swallow his self completely, what would he then be: completed & awake,
or simply gone  --  and how can you be so positive there is a difference?
 
 

Once upon a space on another world, three locals were discussing their callings,
and the first one said:
“I became a doctor because I cannot stand the sight of illness,”
and the second said:
“I became a lawyer because I cannot stand the sight of injustice,”
and the third added:
“I became a priest because I cannot stand the sight of life,”
the first two immediately assured him that he was being unfair to himself
in this assessment, to which he readily agreed, but noted that a figure from
some human activity had to play the role of representing this innate feature
unique to the human species, and who was left  --  or better than him,
(a fact to which they both were forced to agree).
But take note, baby barristers and butchers: certifications & permits to practice
all of the purely human pursuits come from the mind  --
as does your license to be you (in the personable sense).
Of its many forms: only in man does life manifest a disfavor with aspects of itself,
and in your brain: only does a certain area do likewise you;

the nervous-system-rebel stays the hell out of that part of town  --
would it not be insane to do otherwise?!
 
 

Only sissies take serious stuff seriously.
 
 

J
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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