Never Let Life Know What You’re Doing
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Summary
#632 * Apr 9, 1990 * – 1:08
Notes by TK
Kyroot to :08. A Subversive Reconnoiter-er cannot give away info about himself—no reference to “I”. A spy that is known is treated only to views of no consequence; Life hides its secrets in meaningless but seemingly significant activity (First Stories). Life allows everybody to believe they see meaningful info. The Real Revolutionist should never let Life know what he’s doing, then he can gain privileged info.
In the might-have-been creation myth man is charged with being fruitful and multiplying—the race of talk, language; his own multiplication of species is automatically provided for by Life. Talk is the only thing man can create and multiply. Exchange of name and location is the substance of energy transfer between men (i.e., “what kind of guy I am”). It is not in the general scheme of life for people to withhold info from one another. It is an almost irresistible pressure to respond, to establish one’s location.
An example of the inability to escape the local position/view: cold coffee = sure sign that modern civilization is disintegrating. This is the putting of local spin on universal flow. The unseen angle for the local view is the newborn areas of life burgeoning, which are at least as extensive as the moribund ones.
People born to This Thing are not fanatically involved, cannot be so.
AKS
11/08/89 (1)
…and Kyroot said:
In a sequential world (such as many of you imagine you inhabit) those shot first,
bleed first.
11/08/89-(2)
…and Kyroot said:
After hearing someone say that, “The mind trying to examine itself is
like a very tall person standing on
a chair to make combing their hair
easier”, this one dude said, “So? –
where else would he stand.”
11/08/89-(3)
…and Kyroot said:
On three sister satellites over in the laterally temperate sector
witnessed the following; On the first world the people who oftimes cry out, “Stand back, here comes the gods and they’re hungry.”, and on the second orb this shout was periodically heard, “Make way – the gods are horny.”, and on the third little planet, which seemed to promise the most, and threaten great reversals, you could sometimes hear the locals saying amongst themselves, “You better watch it, the gods are curious again.”
11/08/89 (4)
…and Kyroot said:
There are those who cry over beauty,
and those who cry over tragedy.
…(011 yeah, and there’re some others too.)
11/08/89 (5)
…and Kyroot said:
In his wine, the most just of rulers can become dangerous,
But who cares about the drinking habits of a tyrant? – the worst is
already known.
11/08/89-(6)
…and Kyroot said:
A man with a card that said, “Free Lance Social Commentator”, standing beside me at a corner across town where a sewer was backing up, proposed to me, “Tis a sad
life we lead when the most
excitement many people ever
have is being sick.”
…(At least I hear that the condition of the sewer eventually improved.)
11/08/89-(7)
…and Kyroot said:
The beauty of things passes, As our need for them lapses.
11/08/89-(8)
…and Kyroot said:
Over on a playground I saw this chap with a steely look in one eye, and more of a carbon gaze in the other, calking to a group of children, and the part I overheard was this,
…and since men do not know the purpose of life they imagine-up gods, and they further imagine-up that the gods tell them what the purpose is, and that’s the way that little bagatelle is played.”
…(Several of the
nippers appeared a bit upset so the gent passed out some imaginary
candy.)
11/08/89-(9)
…and Kyroot said:
Muse; In a 3-D world, space has no room to move around, And time seems always out of sync.
11/08/89 (10)
…and Kyroot said:
Message left on a bathroom wall for out-of-towners; “Just remember; Things are not as bad as you think or else you wouldn’t even be here.”
…(May we assume somewhere is a scribe flushed with
pride?)
11/08/89-(10.5.)
…and Kyroot said:
You have truly joined the Revolution when you realize you’ve started
something you cannot finish.
11/08/89 (11)
…and Kyroot said:
The once-and-sometimes, mighty leader of the fearful, faceless barbaric
horde cried out each
morning,
“At peril of my snarling wrath may ye never forget; At the first sign
of success – RETREAT!”
11/08/94 (12)
…and Kyroot said:
I propose for our “Ole Sore-Head Of The Week” award the gent who last
night was heard to say that while “Waiting for his ship to come in someone stole the
ocean.”
…(One of his calibre may not often pass this way… instead of “may”
perhaps I might say,
“shouldn’t”.)
11/08/89-(13)
…and Kyroot said:
At one of those erratic, unscheduled “God Conventions”,one of them
stood and said “May
offer a suggestion?” and another asked, Is that anything like criticism? and the first one replied, “Well, I guess you could say that.”..
…(all that was then heard in the hall was the sound of seven hundred guns
being drawn.)
11/08/89 (14)
…and Kyroot said:
One semi-sparkling squire, after a certain exposure to certain
subversive data like this, mused,
“It somewhat strikes moi as a ‘robbing of Peter so as to teach Peter a lesson’.”
11/8/89-(15)
…and Kyroot said
In his personal attempt, I suppose, to avoid the oft used, trite proverbial symbols of, “dogs-and-fleas”, “pigs-and-mud”, this one poetically inclined lad writ as follows,
“Lay down with Milton, Get up with Blake.”
11/08/89-(16)
…and Kyroot said:
After years of what seemed to be futile efforts to improve the intellectual properties of his birthright, this one guy drove a sign in at the edge of his head that said; “Commerical Potential:
Could Be Re-Zoned.”
11/08/89-(17)
…and Kyroot said:
One little fellow with what seems to be some sort of shifty, supernatural grip on the universal untidiness of reality was last week quoted as saying that “Nature
abhors a vacuum cleaner.”
11/08/89 (18)
…and Kyroot said:
Where land based, ordinary men seek knowledge is much argument, noise, and debate; Where the Subversive pursue theirs’ is mostly silence.
11/08/89 (19)
…and Kyroot said:
Party Game For Those With No Particular Political Alliance;
Question; How many brain cells does it take to change a light bulb?, (or an opinion, or anything else, for that matter)?
Answer ; Just as many as an ordinary man has operating at that moment.
11/08/89 (20)
…and Kyroot said:
The ghastly looking, hacking ole man, pretending to be dying, pulled the kid up close to his ole man type face and said, “1 know your time with me ain’t been easy, and I understand that much of what I’ve told you seemed vague, if not down right improbable, but, cough-cough just before z go let me leave you with this, something onwhich you can always depend, a mental anchor to secure your safety in the troubled waters of ordinary, intellectual uncertainty – cough-hack – you may forever-and-a-fortnight rest assured that ANYTHING another human
tells you is ‘absolutely true and correct’ is not.”,
(and being so pleased with this final he
went ahead and pretended to die.)