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Recycled Edition
March
7, 2008 ©
2008 JAN COX
The crude often likely to be thought of as "candid"
but so too do some alligators want to be taken
as fashionable leather accessories.
Upon reaching again the familiar end of his daily rope of exasperation, a man exclaimed to his all-too-routine consciousness, "And to think of the many years I have called you my friend."
To which, in candor it replied, "Then to reflect on the many years you've been your own fool."
One of life's more impressive "psychological displays and gambits" is in having one man tell what kind of man some other man is, when the first man doesn't know what kind of man he is. ...or is that one of life's richer jokes!?...
As the king lay dyin', and bitchin', his former Mental Advisor showed up drunk, came up to the bed, grabbed his Grace by the jammie lapels and said,
"Hey, dig it -- Life doesn't give any refunds cause you didn't pay to get in to begin with!"
If pure information is truly "the" product desired,
then why cannot it not be presented in an impassionate,
dull, and dead-pan manner!?
One man offered this:
"If we take man as a vehicle, then his mind is the motor, and his mouth the gas pedal."
But another man retorted: "I can accept your picture of man being like a automobile, but you surely have the other part backwards his mouth would be the motor and his mind the throttle."
And the first man took a step sideways and replied, "Well how would I know they repossessed my car two weeks ago!"
It was at this juncture that a passing mental-health professional wanted to join in the conversation, but alack -- a bus struck him in the back.
There was a time at which the god of Highway Safety would have had something to say on this matter, but alas -- his wife kicked him in the ass.
The legendary muse of psychiatry and social-stability adds this addendum, "Do you see now what can occur when the mouth -- no matter what it's metaphorically called -- is given too free reign!?"
The universe itself is not large enough for a real mind!
Okay, truth: The size of the universe would be just about right for a first class mind -- I mean, consciousness.
Query: Why would not a man with the opportunity to do so, correct and edit himself?
One Possible Lunar Answer: Because if he was conscious and knew what he was saying in the first place, the whole idea of being "incorrect" would be an incorrect one.
The understanding, the foresight, and the expectations of man's collective intelligence are like a figure always right behind you, ready at any moment to tap you on the shoulder and say,
"I'm sorry, but you can't go in there dressed like that."
Speak we you think of: bars, restaurants and other business establishments,
or of certain areas of the human intellect!?
"At least!" reflected a man with no other notable 'bad habits,'
"having a mind gives you something to always work on!"
More Tales From Literary Seas:
Being able to quote
Keeps many afloat.
The Mind, The Mind -- Oh The Mind:
When there is nothing else left to think about,
the mind will think of something else.
If you explain why you retired you haven't yet actually retired.
And counters one man,
"Attempting to control the mind
is like trying to get the stomach to go without food."
Should we respond to this or not!?...
Life: The original recycler.
How To Tell If You're Civilized
Without Having To Travel To The State Capitol:
You are indeed civilized if you take symbolism for substance, and allegory for the absolute. And -- Oh yes, if per chance, you'd be interested in the possibility of becoming "super-civilized" -- no...let us better call it, "trans-civilized" or even "neo so" (at any rate), if you're interested in something beyond this routine, though perfectly normal and acceptable state, then you must personally recognize the all invasive and persuasive nature of the mind's myths, symbols and allegories, and be able to look directly into the sun; the creative local light that is the origins of all our mental shadows.
All of the world's great thinkers lived only once
and, disappeared as soon as possible.
There are two ways in which to be conscious:
In the collective manner (which is everyone's ordinary consciousness)
and in another way.
One man's consciousness said to his mind:
"The bus doesn't stop here any more."
J
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