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Weekend Edition

 
February 19, 2011
copyright 2011 Jan Cox
 

 

There was once a band of ipse dixit monks who spent all of their time searching holy scriptures for occult messages they were convinced were represented by the letters that made up the words within the writings. Then one of them decided that if this be true then there must also be secret meanings in numbers, so he moved the investigation from the twenty-six letters in the alphabet to the ten single digit whole numbers, and began drawing complex charts showing how often the number nine for instance shows up within a certain passage as compared to, say, the number four. And in response to his new endeavor, his cohorts pronounced him to be wasting his time! ...And for once they were right.


Animals read signs from the entrails of men
but only from those from the neck down.

Hey, they're not idiots!
Eagles don't pay for swimming instructions.


If "confession is good for the soul," then having nothing to confess is even better!
But better still is in realizing it's all a crock a'shit, and that there's nothing to confess to.

This public service announcement was brought to you courtesy of the All Is Known Society -- and its subsidiary,
The Rest Of It Has All Been Your Imagination Foundation.


To profess to being an "unworthy sinner" is also a claim to at least exist,
which is all that's necessary for most.

And I point out again
that all the troubles begin
with thinking about yourself in the first place.

...Once that's begun,
it makes no difference from then on
what specifically you think about you...
no, after that it doesn't matter.

So ask yourself:
Why step off on the wrong foot to begin with? Hmmmm?
"All right! -- stop it! -- I confess! -- I do think about myself (god forgive me)!"


We interrupt our normal broadcast for this late-breaking bulletin from the front lines of the present battlefield, in which our correspondent notes that, based on conditions as they now stand, it appears to him that the final showdown may prove to be between the sounds that are made and the hearing of the sounds.

Phew! News almost too hot to handle.
We'll try and keep you right up to the moment on this ever-changing story.

 


 
 
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