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ONLY ROADS-WITHOUT-ENDS
BREATHE FREELY AND
REST EASY AT NIGHT


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and the Undreaming Rebels Rock Gently in Their Hammocks

February 14, 2007                                          © 2007 JAN COX

 

 

Identifying his self as a regular and involved reader, one man says, "After careful consideration of your ideas I no longer find the immediate right-now 'present' that disturbing; I do however still seem annoyed by the past and the future."

 

 


Slash-&-Burn Pharmaceutical Side-Note:
Many drugs, including uncontrolled thoughts,
have the pleasurable benefit s
of distancing one from the present.

 

 

And a kid asked the ole goat, "Is there even such a thing as a benefit that is not pleasurable?"
And the elder said "If there is, its code name ain't, 'The Revolution.'"

 

 

At the fair--over there--one guy let them
"Guess The Weight Of His Brain,"
and when they handed him the Polaroid
as he was leaving, he looked at it and thought,
MY GOD!! WHAT have I DONE to deserve this!!!?"

 

 

 

One irregular thinker noted,
"Wars are just the normal marketplace
for conflicts of speed."

 

 

 

The way it's used in the city, the term, "religious thought" or "philosophy" is like an oxymoron turned inside-out,
covered in a thick Hollandaise sauce, served with deep fried distractions on the side.

 

 

 

And from Our Devoted Readership
Comes this Letter:

"Hey! Why don't you talk about stuff that nobody wants to think about?!!" Signed, "I Assume You Can Recognize Sarcasm When Confronted With It--Yours."

 

 


If men could leave some sort of "metaphysical mark" by their lives, would it be through what they did? What they built? What they destroyed? Or perhaps, What they thought? Or, might it be even beyond any notions we could name…..

 

 

 

Periodically this one guy's head would swell, his mind go blank and his toes turn fuchsia and smell funny; he says it's just a temporary hobby until he can afford a better one.

 

 

 

Off camera, at a party one night, one god said that "Being one is like being everybody's big brother, except they don't even know you're part of the family."

 

 

 

In response to the reporter's questions regarding possible sources of what she called his "artistic angst," he responded, "From the continuing conflict between my aggression on the one hand, and my desire for social acceptance on the other, and can I look up your dress?"

 

 

 

One man was extremely proud of his self--and justifiably so--until he realized where he was.
(Moral???? It's better not to KNOW??????)

 

 

 

The aroma of an older generation said to its younger counterpart, "Remember: In those private conversations with yourself--about yourself, is one area in which there are no constraints to flattery, or limitations on hyperbole."
(Local reality listened in, much pleased that all continued to go
S-O-O well.)

 

 

 

One doctor, who knew a little something extra, would prescribe for his patients whatever medicines and treatments they required; but for his self--he stuck with hot showers and short naps. His thinking to his self was:
"You 'need-what-you-need'--but what a rebel needs is not so well established."



 

 

J
 
 
 
 
 
  

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