There
was once a boy who discovered a forest whose initial presence
felt
unlike anything to which he was accustomed, and was immediately told by
others not to enter therein – so soon he did
-- and in fact,
his
life quickly became devoted to the full exploration thereof;
and
after some years had passed and he was fairly well acquainted with
the
outer areas of the woods, his aim became to lay down a trail of bread crumbs
into
its deepest reaches and not be able to ever find his way back out.
If
your mental activity mainly consists of thinking about things others have
said,
then
non physically you display all the signs of submission indicative of
a
completely passive prisoner.
All
talk of a promised-land-of-freedom is but noise in the wind
until
you have a continuing personal realization that man is born in captivity,
and
such is his natural state.
Staying
busy swatting at intangible termites keeps boys from venturing too far
into
the uncommon forest.
(And
a man suddenly recalled hearing the mind’s effort to understand itself
described
as: A tree trying to climb itself.)
There
was once a king who had two armies:
one
was in charge of planning, and the other in charge of doing;
thus
one was completely concerned with ideas, and the other with action,
but
they were barracked so close together that they commonly forgot about
the
resolute difference of their responsibilities, with only the king keeping
this distinction in mind.............which as it turned out –
he didn’t either.
If
you try to explain why you did a particular thing,
even
if you were satisfied therewith at the time of its execution,
it
begins to smell funny;
figure
out why and doze in the woods no more.
Contrary
to what life has their congenital thoughts claim:
men
do not tolerate – and even apparently at times enjoy
–
the
many minor tragedies which continually occur in their lives because of
the: “valuable lessons they learn therefrom,” but rather because
they provide them with
a
constant supply of something new to yak about.
Hell
for
a model man would not require that he be thrown into a lake of fire,
but
only he still have humans’ routine problems --
but being made mute.
Conversation.
“A
dying man --
if he has any insight --
doesn’t
think about his dying.”
“So you’re saying that a sleeping man shouldn’t think about his being
asleep?”
“I
didn’t say that.”
“But you didn’t not
say it.”
“I
didn’t say a lot of things.”
After
describing his symptoms, a man was given two bottles of pills
whose
appearance was the same, but one batch was larger in number than the other,
and
when he asked what the difference was in the two medications
the
dispenser replied: “There's more of one batch than the other.”
There
is a certain type of sailor whose unconventional vessel is at its most
stable
when
the seas are at their worst.
Humor
attempted by making yourself appear superior to another is
funny –
but
not in the way the jokester intends.
On
days when he (for no observable reason) felt okay,
one
man would put a stone in his right shoe and then by god –
he didn’t feel so hot.
(His
left foot, on more than one occasion wanted to ask the purpose of this
–
but
always decided it should probably leave well enough alone.)
Local
conditions said to one man: “Why do you constantly attack and make fun
of me?” and the man, pulling himself up to the full height of mortal stature,
tried
to kick him in the ankle.
Only
the man differently smart can outsmart
his self (which is to say):
his
own genetic determined nervous system.
On
The Field: Off The Chart.
“Compromise!
Moderation! Middle of the way!”
–
all
cries of the buddha
sliced in half;
“Push
‘em back, push ‘em back – yea team!”
–
the
pittsburg sufis
take the day.
On
The Money: Off The Dime.
Everyone
who can say: “I don’t get it” – say
it!
“Sleepers
can’t see and walkers can’t trip --
Q.T. Q.T. – up against
the wall!”
A
son asked a father:
“Do
any of the ordinary people who employ only their congenital mental activity,
and
who say that their life’s aim is to know
themselves
ever
see the humor therein?”
One
man whose doctor said his symptoms suggested he was dying,
disconnected
his phone so that the diagnostician could not reach him with any
further
details regarding his ostensible condition.
The
Ultimate Test.
When
you read the above:
did
your thoughts automatically take it as metaphor
-- or symbolism? –
did
you take it to mean what it appears to mean AND something else,
or
that it means something other than it seems to?
Normal
men with distracted consciousness naturally confuse and commingle the two;
J
The
man-who-knows
is as happy as ivy twining up itself.
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