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Roll Me Over In The Clover
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Do It Again Edition
 
 
August 1, 2011
copyright 2011 Jan Cox
 

To help encourage his shadow, one man thought about it a lot.


As soon as the two brothers got in the house one of them said:
"Boy, I hope there's something good on TV, or else I'll have to listen to my thinking."
And the other one said:
"Man, I hope something good goes on in my thinking, or I'll have to watch TV."
And somewhere the muse of all mortal media said:
"That's okay, let 'em go on and bad rap their local diversions, I won't take it personally
since they can't actually think about anything that is not in truth themselves."

(Or as the latest kid quiz joke goes:
What's the difference between a movie screen and your own mind?
You have to sit further away from the movie screen.
Ha, ha, huh?)

A man went and stood before the cubicle of the oracle, and from within
the oracle's voice asked: "What is your problem?"
And the man replied, "You mean right this instant?"
"Okay," said the oracle, "right this instant."
"Well," said the man, "right this very instant I don't have a problem."
"Next," yelled the voice of the oracle.

"Roll me over in the clover and do it again"
was one of the first songs that life taught man's lax mental flow.


A man asked a stranger: "What is the difference between information and entertainment?"
"I realize that they're both aspects of the mind, but what specifically is their difference?"

And the stranger replied: "If you realize that anything is an aspect of the mind
then you should have no need to ask how it differs from some other specific something –
you should then be aware that in the mental realm nothing differs from anything else."

"It's all the same thing."
(And for a moment the man didn't know whether he was informed or entertained.)


There was once a man who began to suspect that he was dying faster than was necessary...
due to a gradual but continual loss of blood (metaphorically speaking)
represented by every word he uttered.


From our Mail Bag comes this email:
My uncle and I have been watching your show for several years now,
and we've gotten into an argument over a question that we'd appreciate you
answering for us.
In a story some time back a man was someplace wherein he was confronted
with a sign that said "Don't spit on the floor or pee in the sink," and my uncle says
that the man was in a weight lifter's gym, and I say the location was in someone's mind.
For the sake of familial peace, please settle this matter for us.
Faithful Viewers Us, etc.

(Do you ever wonder, is it the mail that runs slow or some part of man that's behind time?)


 

 

 
 
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