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How The Past Eats Up Everything, Including,
So-Called "Art":
The critical distinction between George Handel and George Gershwin
is that one of them believes he has been dead longer than the other,
and is therefore due greater renown and royalties...(mainly, royalties).

How Definitions Consume Anything In Their Path
Including Themselves:

Definition: History: The past with a haircut.

Definition: Collective Intelligence:
Cue cards for the masses.

 

 

Star-Date Up-Date:
Yet, were it not for tomorrow, a thinker wouldn't have a dog's-chance.
If tomorrow were not where he actually lives, a thinker would still be no more than a mere, bow-wow.

 

Looking around at her life in the city, a woman thought:
"We need all the help we can get!"
And her mind replied "Yeah, but not that kind."

 

 

After living in the city for awhile, this one man began to uncontrollably confuse the words-&-reality of: "Hormones," and “Heroin.”
(He admitted it took quite some effort to accomplish this!)

"Yes, you pitchers & catchers, and other rookies," said the coach, "Mark my words well: The home town crowd can make you do many things but playing on this team is not one of them."
And near third base a free-agent asked an old timer: "Did he say; 'Home town crowd' or 'civilization'?" Spit, twitch, & scratch then spit and scratch some more.

 

 

Show Biz Tip For Those New To Public Performing:
If you whine -- they'll applaud.

 

 

Sometimes when alone, this one kid would think:
"I don't need a 'weather forecast' -- I am the weather."

 

 

One man's mind told him that it could positively write a book that would undoubtedly make him totally rich and famous, but that it just didn't know
where to begin!
Footnote: It has now been pretty well established and accepted that, easily,
three-fourths of all famous, historical figures had a God-given talent of some sort, a supportive family, and cat that just seemed naturally house-broken. Civilization comes on soft, furry little feet, and then snatches off your head!
(How could you describe a "topless" dancer? Hormones without neurons.)

 

 

A Creative Reader's Hint:
If the "original" part of your brain is not so complex as to absolutely confound the simpler part -- then you know good-and-well that you're not.
(Hey, I don't really have to finish this do I!?) Oh, alright let's pretend that a sizable chunk of time has passed, and I'll now put it to you like this: As opposed to what the ordinary have long believed, and continue to believe, a real thinker might understand himself "better than" he does other people! If you can't swim with it in that end of the pool -- reverse the whole damn thing.

 

 

And now over to our Sports Desk for some hockey scores:
The collectively-religious are like intellectual wall-flowers who still stand about and want to say, "You should dance with the one that brung you."
And now back to the scene of the universe standing impatiently by the door, tapping its foot fumming, and demanding of to know:
"Just where have you been!?"

 

 

No matter his particular field (a competent city "expert"), when he doesn't know any better always knows better than to let on that he doesn't know any better. (That's why he's an expert and always on-the-move, while you just sit home sifting through your collection of Rat Trading Cards.)

 

The latest figures from the Department Of Labor offer additional evidence of the fact that those not up to a certain minimal level of stupidity are not even smart enough to get defensive when accused of being stupid.
Don't let this happen to you!
Get a job! Buy a farm! Go back to school!
Or, write home for help -- but above all -- and by all means -- speak up for yourself as a human and be offended (when possible and even remotely appropriate).
Remember: The ordinary wouldn't be where they are today had they not vigorously insisted upon being continually recognized for being exactly
what they are.

 

 

During a persimmon festival, one man unilaterally conceived his own epitaphical update: "'Tis a far better thing I shall think tomorrow than I have ever thought before."

 
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