Proverbial Wisdom Corrected:
If you do not initially Cry wolf, no one will ever listen to anything you have to say.
“Professor Gross, if this universe is not imploding then I do not want to be a part of it!”
“Well put, Doctor Jones – said like a true human.”
Men want to dicker with the image they have of their Self, and how it is outwardly manifested. Consciousness is like a suit you come with, and everyone’s suit comes with a picture in the pocket, that is the image you have of you. All men want to change certain features of the picture; photographs cannot be changed. No one now remembers the functional reason for the injunction against: Worshiping-graven-images; treating conjured concepts as real. An intelligent, potential City Escapee does not waste his energy entangled in childish debates over the proper way to make changes in the inalterable. Changes in fact, even if they were possible,
would simply be alterations of inherited myths.
Only The Mayor, (the front man), is concerned with his image. The Eminence Gris, (the true power), cares not what the people think of him. Indeed he works best when they do not even think about him.
Something talks to everyone, and most everyone then talks to somebody else. To escape the meaningless din, stop looking at the photo that came in the pocket of your suit. Find how to treat the voice that talks to you; the way you treat the voice with which you talk to others.
Country Song Title Update:
“My Mind Has A Mind Of Its Own.”
J.