Art Is Man’s Facts Attempting to Be Acts
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05/03/1991
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Summary
#811 May 3, 1991 – 1:00
Notes by TK
Kyroot to :13. The civilizing process of man is a necessity of genetic ordering. Facts are a form of plagiarizing of the Primary Level World. Words are the Secondary Level World detailing and factualizing of Primary Level World. Art is man’s facts attempting to be acts. Historically noted events of “enlightenment” (TMTYHT/thinking more than you have to) is unpolarized thinking, non-self centered, non self-referring and uncrippled by anecdotal evidence. It compares to being able to neurally start all over …from scratch; that is what This Thing is; it is not rehab or remediation or acquiring more information.
Unpolarized thinking is being able to know what to do w/o instructions. Note that the only other behavior requiring no instruction is Primary Level World behavior. Polarized thinking plays an irreplaceable role in setting up a standard of guidance for civilized behavior. A process of comparison is the essence of polarized thought. Unpolarized thought can’t be turned around over the horizon and run back by as something new; this is the paradigmatic basis of the idea of “god”—unpolarized power. What if unpolarized thinking brings you closer to a new yet-to-be world of 3-d acts?
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..and Kyroot said: 12/05/90-(#)
Copyright 1990 J. M. Cox
Real thinking never lies.
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The plenary power the revolutionist exerts over his
intellect is the minimal force acceptable.
* * *
Which is the worst — humor that’s not funny or drama that’s
not serious? …(Or perhaps, questions with no answers.)
* * *
It has been reported, though not officially confirmed, that
at least three and perhaps as many as five icebergs have been
sunk in the last week by ships. …(Further unsubstantiated
accounts say that in several of the incidents, only the tips of
the ships were visible.)
* * *
One guy said that living alone wouldn’t be too bad if there
was just a little more to him than just himself.
* * *
One solid city citizen’s view was, “If going somewhere was
as important as stopping, then why doesn’t transmission fluid
cost as much as brake fluid?”
* * *
In secondary affairs, anecdotal proof is about all the proof
available — or necessary.
* * *
Although the services of Captain Irony are not required in
the revolutionist’s camp, not to worry — it’s impossible for him
to ever be out of work.
* * *
Just as a matter of principle, this one guy had none.
* * *
Blood never forgets. …(Blood can’t forget.)
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.pa
Facts are the clean-up, fix-up, remodeling crew for acts,
and previous facts.
* * *
One ole man never forgot his ole man’s advice: “Never put a
small child in your mouth; you could trip and choke to death.”
* * *
During one of the kingdom’s annual cultural events, the
village’s leading philosopher concluded his part of the program
with the comment that “True joy and satisfaction can come only
from within,” and although the king politely joined in the
applause, he thought to himself, “Have the people finally gone
completely crackers?!”
* * *
One guy says that although he’s loathe to admit it.
* * *
Hanging out near the rebellious edge of the city was a man
who noted that “If you say how you really feel about something,
then you can’t ever feel that way about it again.”
* * *
What might make a city proud would be embarrassing in the
woods.
* * *
Then there was this one guy who simply wouldn’t take “no”
for an answer. (But it was all right, since “no” wasn’t the
answer, anyway.)
* * *
You could say that a man who is anxious to tell you what
“god wants you to do” is like a limbic time bomb — a living
explosive device — but, hey! — why be concerned, many people
wanna be blown up.
* * *
A guy near a rock said that his future’s so closely
connected to his past that it’s hardly worth thinking about
separately. …(Did I add that he lives in the city? …Did I
add that he is alive? …Need I add that you should stay away
from men near rocks?)
* * *
The Civilian Cultural Minister of one large city recently
admitted, “If we all had watches, we could all tell better time.”
* * *
Leaping into the air and alternately kicking himself first
in the buttocks and then in the back of the head, he said, “You
may call me — `The Happy Exception.'” (What could be rarer in
the growing part of any reality than a comfortable
non-conformist?)
* * *
One guy used to read poetry just for a laugh — but hey! —
what the hell did poetry care.
* * *
Authorized Notice for Friday, from the Bureau of Official
Permissions Granted: “If you need to be upset — go ahead.”
* * *
One older rebel told his promising young up-start (as he
approached real up-start age), “Son, don’t waste your attention
on the apparent flaws in other men’s mythologies, arts and
religions; once you get past the physical basics of
`gettin’-it-up’ and `puttin’-it-down,’ everything else is just
mumbo jumbo, anyway.”
* * *
In a nearby inter-stellar conflict, one side refused to
surrender, for fear they’d be well-treated.
* * *
One guy’s brain’s latest ad campaign toward himself says,
“Call Us Today: No Job Is Too Small And None Too Tiny.”
* * *
Do make note that the civilizing of man was and is a genetic
necessity, not a cultural alternative.
* * *
There is a section of flats and condos over near the city’s
east river where I met a man who said that the idea of all advice
being based on self interest led him to ask, “Do not all who talk
have a self interest?” …(He says he only moved here recently.)
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.pa
If you’re ordinary, you can only believe in things you can’t
see.
* * *
We have a card here from a viewer who writes in to say that
he can remember what time he got up every morning for the last
forty-seven years. He says it’s pretty simple — he just never
got up.
* * *
As they galloped and began to stir up a small breeze, the
king said, “‘Tis hard to ride across the graves of those you’ve
killed with no reverence or concern for their memory,” and his
closest riding companion replied, “You’re not the king!”
* * *
While he lived in the city, one man said he experienced a
“traumatic loss of brain” by middle age.
* * *
This one barbaric warrior and artist, with the rise of each
new sun, would push his fortunes and luck as far as possible and
then push them some more, until his mother would call him in for
the day. …(Whenever he didn’t have a mother or she was out of
town or for some other reason didn’t call him in for the day,
he’d do it himself.)
* * *
Facts are a kind of plagiarism of acts.
* * *
One guy had so many thoughts that they sent a committee
around to talk to him.
* * *
To revolutionist thinking, few things are worthy of
seriousness and foremost among — hell, five and six-most among
— them are things that are locally impossible, anyway. (This
should give you some notion of the proper place of ordinary
seriousness.)
* * *
Acting in a fatherly-like fashion, one ole guy told a kid,
“Ahh, quit pickin’ on ’em, people need an excuse.”
* * *
One city guy, in his attempt to figure out what’s going on,
said he lost his mind. Several people offered to help him look
for it, but he said, “Never mind.”
* * *
One man and his partner made an agreement.
* * *
A man with an expensive ink pen writes in to say that “After
watching your show now for eight or five months, I’ve about come
to the conclusion that “life’s just a hobby.” He adds that he
doesn’t know whether to thank me or have his shoes resoled.
* * *
Remember: He who won’t admit it ain’t gotta help pay for
it.
* * *
They had been goin’ on down the road for a while, when the
ole man said to the kid, “If you need to have a piece of art
explained to you — don’t waste your time,” and after a few or
less more steps, the younger asked, “Couldn’t you say that about
anything?”, and the elder replied, “Why, yeah, but I didn’t think
we’d walked that far.”
* * *
To the city mind, it goes something like this: To think of
anything new, first think of something old; while to the
revolutionist’s intellect it would be: To think of something new
ignore order and sequence.
* * *
In addition to the several honors already given by
publishers and critics, one city’s Literary Guild announced that
they had established their own prize, which they say, coming from
their peers, will be the ultimate recognition. This annual award
will be known as “The Poet Who Most Hated To Be Alive This Year.”
* * *
Living broadcaster’s tip: If you sound serious, you sound
serious.
* * *
.pa
Having finally been disposed — Oh! He says that should be
“deposed” — okay, having finally been deposed, this one ex-
ruler, having now the time to turn philosophical, said, “You
know, the best thing about no longer being king is — nothing!”
* * *
While talking to some of the creatures regarding their
attitude toward their own existence, one of the assistant furies
to the main god said, “It would seem that you can take this `life
thing’ too seriously, and that you can take it not seriously
enough, but what appears damn near impossible is to take it just
right — just serious enough.”
* * *
Art is man’s facts attempting to be acts.
* * *
Over near where the lightning is often the heaviest, there’s
a club that’s so exclusive that to get in, you’ve got to either
kill a present member, or else yourself.
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