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A
father told a son: “Here are the physical parts you can have fun with:
your
stomach (through eating), your genitals (by sex),
and
your muscles (via exercise and rest),”
and
after it became obvious he was finished, the boy said:
“Aren’t you leaving something out?”
“Just
checking your alertness.”
At
a makeshift stand just outside the city was a sign:
“Available
Here: Laxatives For The Mind,”
but
none of the urbanites ever ventured out to check it out --
all thinking it a joke.
When
he thought no one would overhear,
one
man admitted that he would not normally get in bed with unadorned reality
--
unless
maybe he was out of town...and no one knew him....and all the lights were
out.
A
father told a son: “Although getting older can make you physically feel
older
it
is no excuse for thinking older...........you know, I’m sorry I
said that, for in so doing
I
inadvertently admitted
something.”
Anytime
you say something about people in general,
and
think about its application to you individually,
you
admit something -- something quite at odds with the certain
man’s goal.
If
you tell others what you are going to do you tell a man who knows what
is going on that you do not know what you are doing.
When an ordinary mind speaks-its-mind
it tells way more about itself than it intends or realizes.
("Whoa! -- watch it, Willie!")
A
man writes the Health Doctor:
“What
do you call it when you’re feeling all right, and then start coming apart,
but
pull yourself back together, only to start feeling like you’re falling
apart again?”
“Roller
Derby? -- Demolition Derby? The Brown Derby? (I’m
just guessing here.)”
A
father told a son:
“If
you use ice water to make coffee it will give it a decidedly sweeter taste,”
and
the next day after the boy tried it and agreed it was true,
the
elder told him that he had just made it up, and added:
“In
the world of unimportant things, anything man can say
works -- will
work,”
and
the lad understood that this was referring to the world of thoughts.
One
man says: “After many years of deep reflection I initially decided that
life,
as
perceived by the mind of man,
is
unquestionably a metaphor for something other than what he takes it to
be;
but
something about that conclusion eventually began to bother me,
and
I resorted to a dictionary, which refined my thinking by defining a metaphor
as something that means something other than what it is,
and
a symbol as something that both means what it is AND something else
--
and
it suddenly hit me:
life
as described in men’s thoughts is a symbol for something else, not
a metaphor,
and
realizing that has spurred my understanding far, far beyond its earlier
position.”
If
thoughts had to wait for conclusive proof for anything,
there
would be none of what man calls,
facts
whereas
the mere existence of an act is its
total verification,
and
a son asked his father:
“So
what would it do for me if I began considering my thinking as nothing but
an act?”
For
a while, one man adopted a slogan regarding his mind: “Don’t bug me!’
but
as he enlarged, changed it to: “Don’t bug me with slogans,”
and
a father said to a son:
“Look
on the flashier side:
if
the bad guys can’t win, at least neither can the good ones --
a
fact which chewed on regularly, could
eventually bring you to your senses,”
and
one man says he suspects that those claiming to be seeking
some
sort of Enlightenment
are simply people who worry over things too much --
now
had he said, “certain things”
-- but, hey! -- look on the glitzier side:
if
the persistent destructive fears of man don’t come true,
at
least neither will his ditzy ones of being saved.
A
man who-knows
could have one wooden leg,
but
would never let his good one mention it.
“But what about not letting his false one
say anything either?!” --
-- just checking your alertness.
The
Head
Priest of one city one day announced:
“It is my authoritative belief that
we
are all but partial men” which brought to the people -- great
relief......(okay, partial),
and
one man says: “I suspect that those who say they are working to achieve
some
sort of Liberation
are merely people who will not face up to the inevitable,”
to
which someone responded:
“Perhaps,
but how about the possibility that they
have seen it,
and
reacted to it in a non standard manner?” at which point a third party injected:
“But
how can an ordinary observer discern the difference?”
which
then caused the area of the man’s mind which first spoke to exclaim:
“The
rest of you -- shut up!
and let me think about this!”
A
son asked a father:
“What
is the difference between a man with absolutely nothing to do,
and
a man who wants to know what is really going on in life?”
and
as the elder seemed to be pondering this, the lad suddenly blurted:
“Just checking your alertness!”
One
man wants to know why it is so hard to pretend to be aggressive,
but
so easy to do so being submissive?
The
ordinary mind tells ordinary men that they are each one, sui
generis,
and
damn’f they don't accept it.
On
a highway of naught but red cars, how can any one of them distinguish itself
save
by becoming a critic of all things crimson.
Feelings
a man has in the mind of his uniqueness are based on one thing only
--
--
stupidity.
J
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