One man has a game he plays with himself, hereby he tries to do a certain “un-natural” thing. Not only that, but wants to make it become a natural part of his behavior.
A son said to a father:
“Since you say that fierce originality and total creativity are a necessity in The Grand Expedition, it would seem that inventors would also be involved in wanting to wake up.” Pater replied, “No, their interest is in changing things outside themselves, while ours is exclusively inward.” After pondering this for a moment the lad said, “Then it would seem that artists should also be on the search for The Secret.” The elder responded, “No again; ours is a struggle to create something entirely new while their efforts are confined to criticizing what already is.” The younger took this under brief advisement, then brightly said, “Ah! Then critics are actually encouraging originality and thus subtly seeking enlightenment themselves through their pointing out of the flaws in what already is.” “No, minds that are blemish-attuned are anchored to the past and thus incapable of being fresh and creative.” Son then asked, “Then is there no ordinary human activity in which men engage I, and of itself should lead them into a true understanding of what life is about?” “Yes, being alive.”
In one land is an ancient legend which says that the gods made complicated ideas for ordinary men, and simple ones for the awakened.
One man began to conceive of his mind as a rolling freight train with an endless number of connected cars, and stable consciousness as the stopping of it.
As regards the Slipperiness of This Whole Affair:
One man wanted to be different. The challenge was that the thing in him that wanted to be different was also the thing it wanted to be different from.
J.