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Fly-Away Friday Edition |
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All myths arose from a single myth, the original, mystical one
which proved to be more than most people could take;
thus, the proliferation of the alternatives.
How to tell -- on the train -- those who have no
idea where they're going: They're the ones always talking about it.
(See -- another reason that the more conscious don't have to physically
die to get the job done;
they can learn to be quiet while they're still alive.)
A teacher asked a student: "What kind
of house is noiseless on the outside, and noiseless on the inside?"
And the lad replied: "One that is yet to be built."
(And a semi-snoozing boy in the back of the room nudged his neighbor and
asked:
"Are they talking about extended states of awareness again?")
In that it has already been noted here that,
was not a man's mind innately incapable of seeing the obvious,
the progress he has thus far achieved would not have been possible
perhaps you'd enjoy a further related fact: Wranglin' runs the merry-go-round.
And now on a completely unrelated note, another
installment in our series
Y. -- I.R.I.F.O.Y.: Yo! -- It's Right In Front Of You:
A man fidgeting his feet is thinking with his feet.
Yo! -- it's all right in front of you, both your body
and your mind.
Yo!
There were once two brothers,
and one of them had a book filled with words,
and the other had a book filled with numbers,
and eventually the first one claimed that he had a cousin who had a book
that was filled with anatomical drawings,
only to have his brother then assert that he had a nephew who had a book
that was filled with food recipes,
and, as this interfamily rivalry escalated,
they ultimately conjured up between them
the images of man's entire, subsequent intellectual legacy.
Mortal Existence As A Life In Professional Sports:
First, you're drafted into the league, you play for a while,
then they kill you.
(Or, as Mr. Abner said to Two-A-Day: "What a bummer!"
Only to be reminded that he had the wrong game in mind.)
One man's ponder for the day:
"Is being more conscious simply knowing where you are at every
moment?"
Physically and instinctively, a normal man always knows where he is mentally
is another matter.
And now today's pre-weekend rumination:
Does it not seem natural for man's intellectual awareness to be as diffused
as is his physical?
Huh-h-h?...
