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April Vertigo
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Everyone is born by a brook;
a few always want to redirect its course;
they are what is called
"being in the dark."
One man (who played the game every day) would periodically "win the lottery,"
and for the several days that the prize money lasted, he lived in (what was for him)
extraordinary circumstances. But most of his life was spent in (what was for him)
routine and dull conditions.Although he did not initially realize it, the man became addicted to the unpredictably
appearing lottery prize, and in spite of his experiences to the contrary, he began to
believe it was possible to win every day. (Which seemed to help make his non winning,
uneventful days more tolerable.)But gradually he began to discover in his everyday life possibilities of the extraordinary,
and became less and less captivated with and exceptionally dependent on the capricious
payoff of the lottery. (Which, I might note, was imaginary to begin with.)
Throughout the history of man have been a relatively secret few engaged in a
relatively unknown sport known as "extreme thinking," wherein you think of
new ways to think about thinking.Everyone lives by two streams; they both gurgle; most call the sound of one stream,
"The wild stallion," and the other one, "Clear skies."(Real version:)
Everyone lives by two streams; they both gurgle; most call the sound of one stream,
"The wild stallion," and don't even notice that the other one has a voice.
One view of man's ordinary mental condition could be "wild stallions a'loose
and unrealized amidst otherwise clear skies."(Until you think, there is nothing to think about.)
For you -- since you asked, and since I know you so well -- for you I've
got some good news, and I've got some bad news. The bad news is that there
is no way out of an imaginary labyrinth, and the good news is the same thing.
For you...that is, 'cause I like yo'se.
A realized man, once while explaining a matter, referred to "the five senses,"
and a listener interrupted him, saying, "But doesn't thought constitute a sixth sense?"
And the speaker replied, "You're crazy."
A boy said to his father, "I have mental vertigo."
To which his elder responded, "Don't you wish you could go up that high!"
