There is only one circumstance in which a man feels unquestionably bad –
and that is when it is due to physical causes,
and yet quite ordinary people find themselves feeling-bad
when there seems no physical basis therefore,
and moreover these experiences they say, are commonly ever more debilitating
than the former, and much more difficult to medicate;
while deadly lesions can readily be removed,
men’s feelings of, being-out-of-sorts is by comparison, impossible to treat;
a cancer can be seen, and cured by physically removing it,
but dark-moods have no visible symptom, or site;
with what tool to treat an intangible ill?
Ordinary men’s response is to discuss it  --  talking therapy, an activity through which
a kite's inability to fly is explained as being the fault of the wind.
The certain man’s private treating of himself in this regard is to not speak of it  --
not even to allow his natural born mind to get out a completed thought about it;
he does not speak of any non physical indisposition he experiences,
nor will he entertain coherent thoughts about it.

“Son, there is an old legend I have never mentioned to you that says even an awakened man’s mind is routine ninety five per cent of the time.”
   “Did your mind just make that up to compensate for its own circumstance?”
 “That is possible  --   but it still would not keep what I said from being overall true.”
 
 
 

Some beings from another world once visited Earth and made observations of man,
the likes of which had never been known or since equaled;
among their findings was that there are far more inputs feeding man than he realizes, and they are much too unpredictable for him to draw conclusive pictures of himself.
 
 
 
 
 

A couple of tigers were lounging around in the basement of a city condo,
and the first one said:
“Why can’t we live upstairs?” to which the second replied:
   “I suppose because we can’t think about where we live.”
and the first one mused: “Hmmm, that sounds okay except –
if it is so then it should be impossible for some human to be writing a scene
with animals talking like we are now?!”
and after some shared silence, the second finally noted:
  “It is truly amazing some of the things humans can do, and yet not be aware of
     how wondrously impossible be the certain things they do.”
 

There are some men who believe animals the superior of man in that they do not think  --   and here’s the sparkling black mental hole in that:
such a belief can only be held by creatures who do think!   --    what d’ya think of that!
 
 
 

Learning from the impossible is the sole privilege of those who have
thoroughly surveyed the penthouse and then leaped from the top of their city building.
The would-be rebel is trapped someplace in his mind because of where life birthed him in his brain:
everyone is so born somewhere in their genetic neural construction,
and the overall plan is obviously for everyone to stay where they are planted;
only for those with an inbred feeling that it could be otherwise
is it potentially otherwise.
    First man:  “My gawd!  --   I never realized there is a ship that sails to THERE?!”
    Second Man: “That’s why for you there’s not.”
    First man: “Hmmm  --  well, that seems fair enough.”
                              (this last line was just tacked on as a little joke [in case you didn’t catch on]).
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The ruler of one obscure domain decreed that prisons and organizations which
promote a philosophy-to-live-by could only operate one day a week
(and it’s rumored he intends to ultimately require a merging of the two).
 
 

Animals can only be trapped in physical snares  --  not so hooman beings.
(One guy wrote a book which he first planned to title: “The Natural Superiority Of Man”
but after some reflection, decided against it, saying it was both arrogant and,
what’s that other word?............)
 
 
 

When you first hear about trying to achieve TheThing,
you either instinctively get it or you don’t  --   and if the latter,
there’s nothing can ever be said to change it.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

One city’s official motto:
“When you hear something you don’t like --  immediately challenge the speaker,
and demand to know his sources
while behind your back, flagging a cab.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

A man who knows what is going on
never thinks about what other people may or may not know.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

A father noted to a son:
“There is a certain danger in telling people how to specifically go about
waking up to what is really going on  --  but!  --
look at the position you leave them in if you say nothing.”
 

One man wonders if it might be profitable if,
instead of struggling against the flow of traffic past your house,
you grabbed hold of the nearest vehicle and rode along with it,
and when appropriate, appeased its driver with a show of sham approval for
his professed purpose of the trip.

The execution of such non standard approaches as this can also reveal
something interesting and normally ignored (to wit):
that when it comes to the mental things in life,
life doesn’t seem to care whether you take them seriously or not  --
and something even more implicating is that your own mind doesn’t either.

The greatest concern of all tyrants is that they not be taken seriously
(though most head up kingdoms lacking anyone with the intelligence superior to theirs
necessary to not do so).
And then there is the case of your own mental domain and nattily enthroned despot;
does he continue to receive your meaningless submission? –
can you see any connection between insouciantly grabbing the bumper of a
passing car, and the secret insincerity which renders all regal buffoons impotent?
The warning on the box read:
   “The way to ruin the mystical quest for most is: take the mystery out” --
     and based on some non verbal comprehension,
     most who read it did not then open the box.
 
 
 

Scrawled on a wall: “Do not say that men cannot comprehend city affairs,
say rather that they fear to!”

    A traveler on the transcendental express noted:
    “The nice thing about being able to get off this train wherever you like
     is that by the time you realize you can  --  it’s too late for you to want to.”
 
 

In re the intention of the symbolic terms used above, such as: the city, the plains,
the father and son, the rebel, the herd, the certain man, death, the realization, et al,
those who read these daily writings for a reason other than to get pissed will surely grasp for themselves
                                                                                                              (but if you do want clues look in, News Archives, December10, 2002).