Symbolic Language Combines Literal and Metaphorical
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#794 Mar 25, 1991 – 1:00
Notes by TK
Kyroot. to :14. Quick review of the historical reflections-in-Life of TMTYHT (thinking more than you have to), Consider the three basic categories of language: literal, metaphorical and symbolic. Literal = facts; metaphorical = representative; symbolic = literal + metaphorical. E.g., sin = separation from god.
The difference between “knowing about something,” and being
able to “think about it” is in the understanding that metaphors
are all played out in advance.
Facts can be offensive – acts, not. (Exemplary Verse:
Insults are offensive – murders, not…[got it?].)
A guy says, “I no longer want to live in my neighborhood,”
and another guy asks, “Why don’t you move?”, and the first guy
replies, “I can’t — you don’t know where I live,” and the second
guy responds, “Yes I do, you live on 4th Street,” “No,” says the
guy, “You don’t know where I really live — I can’t move.”
A mind that can conceive of true independent action is
receiving the city station loud and clear.
Smart parents adopt dumb kids. …(Narrator’s Note: If you
understand the above you’re too smart to be a parent.)
One of the king’s dreamers would tell of a place where the
worse the reaction, the greater the desire.
A certain self-appointed city thinker last evening declared
that, “The most important thing in thinking starts with an ‘r’,
but I can’t remember whether it’s ‘rapidity,’ or
‘repetitiveness’.” …(the listeners took a quick vote on it,
but didn’t bother to count it.)
A chap behind an evergreen says that the original attraction
of education was as a refuge from whining.
A healthy body is a sign of no more than what you see.
you and make you think the voice is your own. (…and Kyroot
carried on a bit more: How can you not love a life that puts
such pertinence and joy in understatement.)
For his semiannual birthday one kid said, “Give me some
good advice, or else lie to me some more.” …(His kin were
He says that when he thinks of facts, he also often thinks of
the quirky nature of public lands: No one owns them, but
everyone can use them.
One neat thing about referring to This Kinda Stuff
metaphorically (like calling it, “A Grand Exploratory Journey,”
or “A Warfare”) is that it doesn’t help.
This one reality decided to give its creatures a choice, but
it didn’t work; then they wanted to know if they had to take it.
One guy says he has independently discovered the fact that
they knowingly misnamed the entire east coast of India.
When it came to thoughts, this one frugal chap’s motto was
short and simple: “Recycle.”
One kid comforted his shaky sibling with this sentence,
“Hey, if you think nature’s frightening, consider the
The puzzles of cause-&-effects will never be stilled until
men realize that ships arise from the spontaneous generation of
was “too long between commercials.”
This one man went to an “off the books” hospital where he
had his tongue directly connected to his brain. …(Boy! – talk
about your unnecessary surgery.)
One god (over in another kind of reality) told his creatures
to call him Turd Face, “Just,” he said, “to help keep them
humble,” and one little being said to another, “I believe he
meant to keep him humble,” and the Big Guy hearing this (as Big
Guys are wont to do) cried out, “A lesson-in-humbleness — just
in time, somebody’s already trying to second guess me.”
When you must explain and justify what you’ve just done,
you’ve become the advertiser and consumer.
The crowd in the east stands sent up the cheer, “Yea, Yea
it’s DNA.” While across the field they shouted, “Oh no, it’s in
the flow.” …(There will be entertainment at half time if a
healthy watch can be located in such an environment.)
Victory over the weak is the norm; hence the extraordinary
triumphs go unreported (at least in the local neural papers).
In an unrelated item in the Metro Section of today’s paper,
is the quote from a man arrested near the university park for
disruptive behavior, who was yelling and snorting, “Ha! – anybody
can kick a bad idea’s ass….”
And there was this one guy that didn’t seem all that
enthused about it.
One doting father told his aspiring author offspring, “Son,
to get famous in this field just remember to write abut what you
don’t know about.” And the beaming young ink slinger thought,
*** When interviewing candidates for new thoughts he might have,
one man would immediately tell them, “Don’t waste my time if you
More Social Symbolic Logic Unsuited For The Young Or Those
Too Social: “It’s hard to be both brilliant and beautiful…
(just ask the ugly.)”
The ruler of one kingdom declared his intention to wage a
“war on words,” and a visitor mused that the monarch must be
miffed by “excessive verbiage,” but a local replied, “Nay, it’s
not that the king is angry that the people talk too much…”
Into the mirror he looked and said he purposefully
surrounded himself with those he couldn’t depend on…(he adds
this is “purposefully” in that he has no alternative).
If many things didn’t appear to be more than they actually
are, to tell you the truth, many of them wouldn’t even be up to
the pitiful little level they are.
Finding his attempts to engage the revolutionist in routine
conversation fairly futile, the man finally exclaimed, “Hey,
don’t you care what I think of you?” And the silent subversive
thought, “Hell, I don’t hardly care what I think of me.”
The “cause” of most stuff remains suspect. …(In the
closet it is impossible to tell who passed the last gas.)
There was this one performer who was so strong he continued
to make records even after he died; (his name was Facts [his
band was called Civilization].)
There are several unincorporated areas of the universe
wherein are no speed limits.
utterly fantastic beast that no one had ever seen before; the
question then (surprisingly enough) became: What to do with
it? …(Medical Post Script: Should you care to engage in a
“self-check” at this point, ask yourself: was the question “What
to do with it?” surprising enough or not?)
At a cocktail reception over near city hall last Friday, a
chap held my elbow and told me the following, “There was this man
who threw himself in a well… No, wait; there was this man who
made himself into a well… No, hold it; there was this man who
made himself a well then threw himself in.” …(He seemed
satisfied with this last version.)
Trying to make sense out of facts is like trying to turn
facts into sense.
The “Question Of The Day” is: Why be afraid of three
dimensional heights? And the answer is: the fall off of a shadow
is never high enough to hurt you.
Right here in your universe one man said, “The only things
worth talking about are those things you can talk about.” (He
could be wrong.)
To the stripped mind, the naked is most comely.
One yellow robed ruler realized that the best foreign aid he
could give his neighbors would be to slay them. …(He never
told anyone this, but he realized it just the same.)
The old man said to his offspring, “From the way you speak,
at times I suspect you are reflecting on some intellectual
universe of your own making — which in and of itself is not
objectionable, except for the fact that you’re fifty-two years
old.” And the son said, “Yeah, but that’s what a revolutionist
catching it at peak proficiency.