Life makes men comment on matters which may mean little or nothing to them
just to stimulate others to additional meaningless comment, thus keeping viable
and active its most vital internal activity  –  human consciousness.
 

Men discover physical stuff (à la Columbus and Galileo)
and invent everything else (as per Edison, Saint Paul and your thoughts);
not continually remembering this plain distinction ultimately sails each of
man’s intangible creations over the edge of the earth  –  as is proper  –
but not understood by those who forget the difference.
 

There is a life & reality of collective man (terrorist bombings, tidal waves)
and of an individual man (at least an awakened man)
and they are not the same thing (except for an ordinary minded man).
 

Life genetically instilled in human consciousness the concept of seriousness
to keep man’s thoughts from becoming involved in pursuits that could
seriously threaten the stability of prison life.
Elephants aren’t disturbed that eagles can fly  --
since they have no mental notion of flight,
and eagles do not get into mischief because of their aeronautical ability  --
since they are unable to mentally compare it with the pachyderm's land bound life.
What you instinctively know can’t hurt you  –
as long as you aren’t conscious that you know.
The unusually wired certain man however can become cognizant of matters
that would turn over an ordinary man’s inner life.
 

A Test To Measure The Likelihood Of You Being A Certain Man.
Do you worry more about things you’ve done  –   or things you’ve thought?
 

After the first man discovered the transcendental possibilities of his consciousness,
life had people immediately begin to refer to what he’d stumbled on as
a spiritual  matter  –   so’s to keep them from looking for it in the right place.
 

A Test To Measure The Likelihood Of You Being A Certain Man: Part II.
Do you take seriously your feelings of worry?
   (One chap says that while he has not been able to achieve mental enlightenment
     he has managed to make his liver swell to twice its normal size.)
 

In one land there is a legend of a train that one day got off the tracks
and visited places completely off the schedule;
legend further says that after the train was back on its established route,
every time it would think about the extraordinary excursion it had once experienced  –  and then realize where it was now, once again  –
it would regret having ever seen areas beyond its normal circuit.
This type of legend is known to some as: Candy Ass Legends:
tales intended to tell skunks that they don’t stink,
and to reassure slugs they miss nothing by having no eyes.
If the hearing of a myth will pacify your passion  –   you’re not a rebel.
 

Today’s Tip.
For you to be measured, reflective and objective is admirable;
to encourage it in others is even admirabler  (and takes way less effort).
 

Proper Conduct (Real & Imagined) Enters The Computer Age (Via A Definition).
Morality: Virtual virtue.
Prisoners by nature, accept the collective's judgments;
the man determined to escape has no values save those found in himself.
Only donkeys can be told by others, the best path to follow.
    (“You’re leaving out: normal men.”        It’s always implied.)
 

There is a quite extraordinary labor saving device  available to some men in prison.
 

The Equity Of It All.
The simple (who give scant attention to their mind) do not notice the effect of what-they-eat has on what-they-think,
and the routine intellectuals (forever under rating the body’s significance) do likewise;
this entire affair is of no consequence  –  unless you understand aright what: what-you-eat means.
(In one land are special menus for the pseudo insightful and cliché dependent.)
 

When justice is too widespread  –  it can’t be seen as justice –
not by ordinary men of constricted vision.
The omnipresence of life (of which man is a part) renders his routine consciousness unable to fully take it in.
(In nautical terms): You have to get off the island to ever realize you were ON an island.
 

Said a son to a father:
“Regarding your oft employed term: ‘a man-who-knows-what’s-going-on’  –
do you mean who knows what’s going on outside of him, or inside of him?”
    “You’re cute when you do satire.”
(And the lad was much relieved to be given a graceful way out of a sticky situation).
 

The Great Secret.
If there is a Great Secret one of its primary concerns seems to be to keep itself secret.
    (“Makes sense  –   I don’t like it  --  but it makes sense.”)
 

Regarding Myth.
The mind adores stories of men befriending some magic force who, as a reward.
grants them any wish they want;
the mind loves this idea because it is vacuous, ridiculous and totally meaningless  –  just the sort of thing so dear to the mind.
When men can’t hear life  –  they settle for metaphors.

“Come on Dad, tell me my favoriate again  --  please, please!”
     “Oh, all right.  You know what is meant by the idea of people either being asleep or awake?!”
“Sure.”
    “Okay, then consider the possibility that all those you believe are asleep are actually awake,
      and its people like us who are the only ones asleep.”
“Yeah, yeah  --  keep going.”
     “And furthermore: there is absolutely no way of you ever being aware of this.”
“Love it!”