One man says without a doubt the most important thing man has ever done was inventing gravity.
(He adds that you should not embarrass yourself by trying to correct the wording of his comment.)
 
 

In keeping with the age in which he reached (at least chronologically) his mental maturity, where his mind would normally be, one guy has instead  --  a lava lamp.
 
 

When you live in the city, everyone else is always standing by, ready to help you,
(well, at least ready to tell you what you should do to help yourself  –
and while this may not be the exact same thing  –  it is something).
 
 

One man can’t stand to be too hot  –  neither can he stand to be too cold;
he also can’t stand for people to be too noisy  --  or too quiet   –
and he also can’t stand you looking at him that way.
 
 

In spite of there being sold soporifics and mattresses which claim to treat the condition, given their druthers most men prefer to wake up groggy in the morning.
 
 

At edgy moments when Life On Earth fears it may have gone too far,
it will shout out to the Universe:
”You do know a joke when you see it  --  right?!”
 
 

One man who writes strange books periodically writes his agent demanding to know who really writes them!
 
 

If you can’t catch yourself at it  –  who can?!
 
 

Definition.
The past: The place where habit resides.
    (“Funny, but now that the subject is on the table: Part of my mind seems to
       live in another time zone.”)
 
 

Life In The City.
Those who have nothing else can at least have tradition.
 
 

Man’s unwillingness to tell the complete truth is rooted in his desire not to
know the truth.
    (“Well no!  --  not if it’s going to turn out to be THAT!”)
 
 

The certain-man has only one thing to say about the future: “Hooray.”
 
 

Only the man trying-to-get-to-the-bottom-of-things can look after his personal interests without interfering with Life pursuing its.
    (“Are you saying that they are after the same thing?”)
 
 

Freedom is being free from pro or con.
 
 

If Life’s overall agenda is not also yours, you’re not on-the-case.
 
 

The certain-man’s attitude is: ThisThing for all who want it  –
                                                     normal existence for everyone else.
 
 

Only the nervous-system-rebel can have an interest and have no opinion about it.
 
 

The special-investigator lets others be serious while he pretends.
 
 

Only he with his eye on a special prize will knowingly participate in a
non win/lose game.
 
 

Pretension IS the reality of man’s second reality.
Attempting to hold phantoms responsible for their actions is a quite messy
and expensive business and certainly not the sort of thing in which a real man
would participate.
 
 

If you can’t do it without talking about it, then what you’re pursuing is not of your own personal interest.
 
 

Life is the supreme convenience store.
 
 

The way you ultimately DoTheThing is by doing it without talking about it.
The planes continually fogged in are the ones who make the most noise while
sitting on the ground.
 
 

There are no justifications for any of man’s second reality activities  –
and none are required  --  yet if you notice: the air is filled with them:
people on snipe hunts continually describing why they love the sport
in excruciating detail.
 
 

Man’s ordinary consciousness is made to measure and record what is true and false
in the physical reality and what is likable and not in the inner one.
(This is why a degree in Theology is so much more respected in some quarters than one in Physics.)
 
 

No ordinary person  –  on their own  –  ever feels they fully understand Life;
men in a bunch can believe all sorts of things that one man cannot.
(This is why an ant is so much more respected in some places than is a leopard.)
 
 

The first thing Life instills in all herds, flocks, packs, and colonies is:
“We look after our own (after all): Our own is all we individually have.”
If you want to know what the nervous-system-rebel does to finally break free from general humanity’s dream life: take a look at what he does not participate in intangibly that is common with mankind collectively.
The certain-man understands that he must ultimately drive-his-herd-over-the-cliff,
but only after trimming it down to just him.

    This is why you can never tell from talking to him if a
     man-who-knows-what’s-going-on has any adversaries (hell, if he’s good,
     you can’t ever tell whether he feels his self, friend or foe).
And this email just in:
“Where do you get off saying that an enlightened man would be this way
or that way?!  --  where the hell do you get such audacity!”             Yeah!
 
 

Science: What you know.
Religion: What you like.
Corollary: If man didn’t know so much there wouldn’t be so much that he dislikes.
(Look at all the other species: They only have one item on their “No, No List.”)
 
 

Culture: Man collectively believing stuff that one man can’t.
Technology: Man collectively thinking stuff that one man can’t.
 
 

Civilization occurs in groups; barbarism in individuals.
     (“Plus that other-thing.”                                     Right.)
 
 

All group thought is insufficient for the certain-man’s aim.
 
 

The more of an expert you be in matters cultural the greater do you live in the
second reality and the further you drift from the primary one.
If men but grasped that all of culture is mental  –  everything would be different.
Cruder Version: Heart attacks and meteorites are real  –  everything else is bullshit  –   quite vital bullshit for normal, civilized men, but bullshit nonetheless
[if you’re manning the rebel’s unconventional perspective].)
 
 

If you want to see Life’s health, just look  –  without comment  – at how things are.
From the rebel's unconventional perspective: the tongue is the mass purveyor of illness.
Said a patient leaving the hospital: “Words saved my life,”
and a priest passing by muttered: “And by words we’ll make you regret it.”
A substantial part of Life’s health is based on the ostensible lack thereof in humans.
    (“Yes me laddie: this train is kept rolling by the passengers’ unfounded,
        persistent fear that it will not.”
 “Neat, mister conductor!”
    “Oh! –  I’m afraid that neat doesn’t begin to do it justice.”
“Well that makes it all the neater.”
    “You know boy  –  I reckon you’re right.”)
 
 

The soul of man is in his head (i.e.): if you have a goiter on the brain
                                                               you’re unlikely to be religiously inclined.
 
 

Group thought is so restrictive and predictable as to not qualify in parts of Austria
as thought.
 
 

Civilization is like a person;
the second reality is like a person;
the only thing missing is you being a person.
 
 

In a world of goods and service: everything will eventually become goods;
the activity that is the heart of Life is reduced in ordinary minds to nouns,
and this is not surprising in that to serve their greater purpose,
men are made to feel themselves of singular importance.
(Can egoism be considered a flaw if it is an essential trait?)
 
 

The cures of all finite ills are also the causes;
every cultural outcome is its own motivation; every father his own child,
and every mary is her own lamb.
 
 

Make no mistake: In the city, talk is therapy,
just do not forget the nature of what is being treated.
 
 

                         Words cause the ills  –  words can cure the ills,