To son, father said: “Can you believe that it is already a new week again?” And son thought: “Hell, I can’t believe I am still me again,” but did not say it. It was not necessary…not between them.
“So, my lad, what can you make of these two post weekend news flashes fresh off The Few’s Select Wire Service:
Having thoughts make men feel that there is more to them than there is, and
Trying to wake-up is the attempt to make something out of nothing.
Are the two related? Antipodal? Unconnected?” They poured up a glass of juice, toasted a new week, and commenced the neural roasting.
“How can a thing feel that it is more than it is? All the sensations of living things are validated by experience. So how can a sentient thing even have feelings about itself, which it has never experienced…which would have to be the case involving it feeling that there is more to it than there is. That would be as impossible as a snake feeling it had legs. How could it even succumb to such an illusion without first having had some experience with what legs are? Even the best of dreamers cannot dream scenes, no matter how fanciful, that are not composed of things they have actually experienced. Still, men do this routinely. It is an inseparable component of their normal life, and yet of it – none take note, because of the fact that: that which does it is also the only one who could take note thereof.”
A pause and continunation: “The way the presence of thought in man causes him to feel that he is more than he is, is so all encompassing that he is blind to it. Not realizing it is part of what he is, he independently recognizes it no more than can a lemon its yellowness; nor can an acre lot with eyes to see outward comprehend that its own personal reality is limited to its own boundary lines.
Having thoughts make men feel that there is more to them than there is, and no thought they will normally ever have will apprise them of this. No ordinary thought is capable of realizing it – such would be, to such thoughts – counterproductive. If you have Cinderella doing your laundry, what would be the benefit in exposing her fictional condition?”
J.