T.I.W. – “Then I Will”
September 16, 1988
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Notes by WB
Once something is taken seriously, then it can become personal.
TIW “then I will”
You can’t be helped by prayer because the time you could be helped (right now) is taken up by the solicitation. You can’t change your sense of Now. Your idea of Now is taken up by plans of change– you can’t change Now.
People imagined they changed in the past and want-to in the future, but can’t change Now.
“I’ve decided that when such and such happens, then I will…”
RE rule: never tell yourself what you are doing
Spontaneity is moving slightly ahead of nervous system.
This Thing is the trashing of lineal thought–compound dimensional creativity. Can’t be spontaneous Now in City. To be spontaneous, you must have no sense of time. Time seems to separate everything because NS can only TWI, can only think of only one thing at a time–“I’ll do this then I will…”
Must find holes where contours exist between this and that (in here) then be able to look through them.
Not so much new things but new holes in old things
A real map has no borders.
And Kyroot Said…
Never hold an opinion without coevally holding its opposite.
The only severe deviations Life can allow are those you keep
The past ultimately always speaks in the language of regrets.
There are certain laws governing education in the City that
are yet unknown, for instance: You can’t learn nothing there.
Heard it said in the City that “Enthusiasm is NOT success,”
but with a Revolutionist it just might be otherwise.
All City sentences are incomplete, and all City ideas are
Remember: It’s never too late to get a rash.
Don’t waste your time, energy, eye sight, or shoe leather
going OUT looking for your enemies.
A few years, or maybe it was a few yards from here, one
Revolutionist used to tell his troops each morning, “Let us be
The best strategy of all is, of course, the one we can’t
There used to be this one chap over in the North Sector City
park who would stand on a small boy, and yell at passersby,
“Beware of an orthodox that ain’t YOUR dox.”
Sure, sure, shift the blame, that’s what blame’s for.
A noun is just a verb that’s feeling bad. And if all YOU
see are nouns, YOU’RE not feeling so hot yourself.
In the 3-D-world, the truth is simply the contour between
what you like and don’t like.
Men still mull about wondering, “What’s going on?”, when
it’s THEM that’s going on.
I heard it said by one City scribe, “There is a right way of
saying something, and a wrong way of saying something,” but I
gotta tell you, there’s NO way of saying something.
Yes, yet another tantalizing description of the City: A
place where everyone demands answers, while no one has the
slightest notion what the goddamned questions are.
As you know, I try and maintain some hope for the City, and
of late I have received a modicum of encouragement by my exposure
to several local enterprises, and their mottos, to wit: A
church whose logo stated, “Fuck you,” and the travel agency which
simply said, “Go to hell.”
“History,” “current events,” and “the news” are some of
Life’s more astounding, breathtaking noms de guerre.
Don’t give ’em anything to go on.