Said a father to a son:
"The particular thoughts your momentary emotions/feelings put in your mind
are of no relevance --
all you should pay attention to is the fact that the way you are physically feeling
is responsible for them being there  --
and treat them accordingly.                                  (And laughter is always in order.)"
 
 

Department of: Get Used To It.
Every change in any of man’s cultural/religious/artistic affairs has a backlash. (Get over it.)
 
 

The Way To Settle A Bet On Whether You Are Ordinary Or Not.
You are if you react to things that happen in the same way as other people do.
     “Pa pa: how about: If you even pay attention to them?
       Wouldn’t that be the true acid test?”
"Stanley Cupamundo!"
 
 

Unsubstantiated reports have one man saying:
"There are several ways of looking at some things,
and some ways of looking at several things  --  but:
there is no one way of looking at everything! --
(unless of course you know what it is  --
in which case you understand that I can’t discuss it).”
Recently, in the middle of a dark night, a kid suddenly sat up straight in bed and said: “Hey pop! --  did you hear what I just heard?”
and the elder replied: “God, I hope not!  --  or we’re both goners!”  --
and they both roared with laughter.          (In perfect synch, it might be noted.)
 
 

The Road More Usefully Traveled.
If you’re going to think about this  --  then also think about that.
Destination Details.
No one ever arrived on just two legs  --  but then again:
without two fully functioning ones  --  no one ever begins.
The normal mental life of man can be defined as being: single-based;
to be civilized is to stand on one leg (or more precisely):
is to consistently try to.
Right there is another benefit to being ordinary and living in the city (part of the mind): attempts count for everything  --
while with the rebels out in the wilds: only success means anything.
 
 

All feelings of self-importance are actually of assumed, or imagined self-importance, since no one born on a moving ship has any way to know how important they may be
if it ever docks.
This is why eagles  --  as long as they are soaring  --  have no self image,
and why they so detest nesting,
and which is also why the certain man’s mind shuns the ideas on which
everyone else rests.
    There is none of the freedom the rebel seeks without relentless movement;
    if you are fixed and comfortable  --  you are a normal adult;
    if you are fixed and comfortable  --  you are one miserable rebel.
 
 

Pursuing his desire to be original, one lad joined the Unique Perspective Society
(when this was discovered, the Irony Guild cancelled his membership,
[and when this made him realize that he had been a member,
he gave a particular area of his mind a good tongue lashing]).
 
 

Nutrient News.
What you don’t eat can’t bother you  --
(unless you think about your wishing that you had et it.
[Another of those unlisted benefits of being human over animal:
when they suffer from something, they can only do so once at a time.])
 
 

In spite of ordinary men’s regular claiming to the contrary:
it is only the nervous-system-rebel who actually cares if you: can’t-go-back-home
(his notion of home notably, not being the ordinary one).
 
 

A man dying seldom employs the words: humdinger, or doozie,
(though no one is quite sure why  --  plus no one reading this is completely certain what type of impending death is being referred to).
    “Ain’t it gawdawful great when an idea tickles you and you don’t know why!
      Damn ’at’s fun!”
Ordinary minds take seriously only ideas that make sense;
anything else is merely non sequiturian foolishness;
the certain man on the other hand, has an unconventionally active area in his brain which does its best work outside such restrictions.
    “Precious pater: is this why a man who-knows-what's-going-on
     can’t describe it to ordinary minded people?”
 “There is no way on Earth to make a worm in the ground aware of dirt;
what literally cannot be grasped by the ordinary part of any man’s mind
is a description of the describing-machine.”
The boy chewed on this for a second, then said:
    “So it means that you can’t ever go home again since man’s mental birthplace
      cannot get up off its foundations; magically walk away from itself a distance,
      then look back to see what it is as it stands there looking.”
(Often was the elder made so happy by the boy’s presence [in his brain]
he would marvel that others live without one.)
 
 

Snippet Of A Cosmically Pertinent Conversation Carried On Within Ear Shot Of Earth (If You Had Been Standing In The Right Spot).
“It is far too late now for any form of criticism to do us any good.”
     “Are you sure?”
“There is no doubt.”
     “How long have we been under such conditions?”
“Since the instant after everything got started.”
The part of man’s mind that finds the wrongs
makes more right his physical existence;
for the anomalous few however, it contributes in total to his mental one  --  nothing.
The comprehension of a pine tree is hindered by the breaking off of branches.
     “Father: is this why you have said that a man who understands what is going on
       does not reach that place through an acquiring of knowledge,
       but rather the shedding of ignorance?”
“That is correct: by his getting out from under the knowledge that every man believes he has, but which for our family's  purpose is faux knowledge,
strangely specious knowledge: it seems correct and functional for ordinary purposes (e.g. religious, political, psychological ones),
but which is across-the-board useless for the likes of us.”
    “Ain’t it great,” thought the kid, “to be so totally and privately different from everyone else  --  and that none but you know it.”