Not having the thought that correctly represents the effects of gravity can easily kill you, while you can live to be a hundred regardless of your thought about an afterlife.
Observably, for the brain to fulfill its responsibilities in the operation we, (it),calls, thinking, men, (it), must place or pretend to place, great value on the uniqueness of each thought it produces.
Clearly not every thought it has is important, but those which to it are, it will hold to be of singular significance and irreplaceable
“Who cares whether there are places in the universe where matter is so condensed that light cannot escape, when right here on Earth we are faced with the serious problem of so many people having the wrong thought regarding correct parliamentary procedure?”
(The hoary, eclectic metaphysical idea that men see life upside down from how it really is, while clearly outrageous, is, by some in the Bay Area, considered to be a darn good prospect for right field in coming years!)
A man with that unspeakable desire, (which was just now spoken of), to see something which his brain was born suspecting is there – (but is not sure what it is…and no one can apparently tell him…or will tell him), must, (to ever achieve anything vaguely resembling what civilians call, progress), as a starter, collect sufficient, unnatural, hard-to-obtain, (because when you look to see them they cease to exist). Knowledge of the activity in his brain which men call thoughts, to know without any hesitation that all of those which are not representations of something tangible in the tangible world, are without substance or actual impact on the life he physically leads, and are thus, one and all fungible.
This is why each man’s temperamental mind can sing for seventy odd years, with a repertoire of only a small number of basic tunes, and never notice the unrelenting repetition. Consciousness is programmed not to notice it, so consequently men do not recognize the fungibility of their non-material based thoughts, but rather hold them in high, singular esteem. (A good father compliments most often his ugliest daughter.)
J.