Since no one has any original talent, if you want to be famous for being talented,
imitate someone who is.
    “But you just said that no one has any original talent?!”
For a man to succeed in any prison undertaking, he must fail there at.
 
 

One Man's Prison Tip.
“Never share a cell with a patriot.”
  “Yeah! –  or a really religious person.”
    “How about a sports fanatic?”
      “And you left out a political junkie.”
“Okay already: never share a cell with anyone.”
(Which would not be bad advice even for someone on the outside  --
except they wouldn’t need it  --
since they would already naturally be living like that.)
 
 

The Great Unseen Foolish (Number Seven).
A  man trying to make sense of life before he makes sense of himself.
 
 

Conversation.
“Threats are meaningless.”
    “What’s the rest of it?”
“That’s it  –  there is no more.”
    “O! –  that’s frightening.”
“Question: Why does a gazelle find a lion’s threats hollow?  –
because a lion makes none.”
    “I suppose not to appear stupid I should say: ‘Oh! –  now I get it!’”
“Fact: Eventually  –   everybody gets it!”
    “But that can’t be known for certain since nothing is heard on the matter
      from the dead.”
“Okay: After men do die they cease looking confused or saying that they don’t get it  –  how ‘bout that!”
    “Humm.....yeah! –  that's good enough for me.”
“In prison, all matters can be ultimately settled  –  even though they can’t.”
    “How is that possible?”
“Words, my friend  –  you ever hear of words?!”
Man’s invented, intangible world of culture & spirituality is like the universe’s
most agreeable restaurant: whatever you order, you can have it any  way you want it,
(with what you agree with; with what you don’t; marinated in truth; served plain, etc.).
 
 

On another world was a people who once discovered a horse,
which they sensed had the potential to run faster than any ever had  –
but it only had one leg  –
then someone finally mentioned this fact, then it magically had two  –
and when someone noted that it had two  –  it had three, and so on
until it realized the potential they had initially sensed.
Extra Galactic Follow Up.
The steeds of rebel knights are not confined to a determinable number of legs.
 
 

Striving for clarity: one man elides about half of what he wants to say (which is to say): what his mind is automatically primed to say.
    (“I must say that I do not particularly care for all of your clarifications of stories;
        why don’t you stop it!  –  and also spare me a post scripted explanation thereof.”)
 
 

One man’s mind spoke up:
“Why do you so relentlessly find fault with me?!”
    “Because only that which has unfulfilled potential is worthy the effort.”
 
 

There is one reality that has a little something for everybody  –  guess where it is.
 
 

One man says that the everyday grievances & afflictions of life
are affecting him less & less
the more & more he realizes the grievances & afflictions his mind causes him
by thinking about the ones of life.
The primary incurable illness of one place, a few cure by forgetting about it.
 
 

There is one reality that has a little something special for a few special people  –
wanna guess what it is and who they are?
 
 

One man had a simple minded child  --
but everyone around him seemed to have one too  --
so he accepted the situation as being normal  --
and let him live and die in that condition.
There are two reasons men like metaphors and parables:
one is that they do not identify particular humans by name, and two:
the specific mortal activity being commented on is camouflaged as something else.
    (“Man! –  I wish I could LIVE like that!”         The certain few can.)
 
 

Notation Regarding One Of Mind’s Many Stratagems & Its True Purpose.
Early on men invented numbers so they could count things  –
rather than have to think about them.
The boon to being an ordinary man is that if your mind says about an idea:
“It works for me”  –   it works for you also.
(Any qualitative judgment of this, is left to you.)
 
 

In a reality nearly parallel to man’s  --
in an activity comparable to earthly psychiatry  --
one practitioner thereof has a single course of treatment for all patients:
he instructs them to tell him absolutely everything they can think of
that might be related to their problem  –
in the minutest detail  –  no matter how long it might take;
he encourages them in this persistently until they are obviously
exhausted by their talking about  it;
at which time he scribbles some note on their file folder  --  closes it  --
stands up and says to the patient: “Aw!  –  forget about it!”
(He is a singular success in his field  –
although where he is they have no word for success –
thus he does not know that he is  –   but then again,
he does not think that he’s not either.)
 
 

The kid asked the ole man:
“What is the difference between being ignorant and being stupid?”
    “Being ignorant (as in: unlearned) can be rectified.”
“So how about being stupid?”
     “What a dumb question” –   and the kid abruptly got it.
 
 

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