To do The Thing is to be absolutely crammed full of ME, (You that is, not the me writing this). It is to have every teeny weeny corner and square inch of your consciousness totally filled with nothing but ME. No one Me nailed to the floor and another Me kind of flopping around; no one Me doin’ crimes and another Me hot on my trail; no one Me hip and In-the-life and another Me comstockin’ it. Lastly – oh great gooey god of lastly lasties: no one Enemy-Me to be resisted and finally defeated by the Me reading this and wanting to do The Thing.
The would-be Revolutionist first believes his nailed foot to be X, and his free one, Y…then they seem to swap places…then he becomes totally confused, (same as when he started), just now with new confusing things to think about. Before you will resist something, you must take it seriously, and when you take something seriously, you give to it the strength to oppose you. See how this works? Plus there is this small detail: before you will resist something, you must take it seriously, and to take anything seriously makes you an imbecile. See?
One man says that he is himself reincarnated back from the dead…the dead wrong, the mistaking of a nailed foot for a free foot; the blurred imagination of youth that caused you to believe that there is another You inhabiting your abode. Drag old crazy, excitable Uncle Charlie down from the attic to the main floor sitting room and have a nice firm talk with him. That was a joke to get him there in the land of the single leg and for once, he becomes calm and has nothing to say. Nailed feet can’t fly, nor do any but dunces expect them to.
Stillness is your greatest weapon. The reason The Thing cannot be seen head-on is because it is composed too much of un-activity, too great a lack of futile resistance.
Un-activity is The REAL Thing,
just like un-activity is the REAL you.
J.