There is but one thing understood by those-who-know, (and that is):
“That’s how it is.” (Understood and with no mortal passion.)
There is an intelligence, in the chest, to rival the one in the head – “rival” HELL!
Everything man thinks is a metaphor for something else, and all metaphors are symbols for still something else, and they are all hucksters, shills, stand-ins for things-as-they-are. A fact that ordinarily conscious men are not permitted to face.
Remove the story-telling from second reality activity and it will collapse. The pleasure a man receives while looking at a painting is the story-telling going on in his mind, (same with religious rituals, spectator sports, et al.) …Oh yeah, yourself too.
The fat on a freeman’s cut of mental meat is always, “How do you feel about this idea?”
The only stories/myths worthy of a free man are those from his own consciousness.
J.