Ordinary Thought Can Only Believe in What it Can’t See.
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05/06/1991
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#812 May 5, 1991 – 1:00
Notes by TK
Kyroot to :15. Non-polarized thinking cannot lie. It is not subject to or based on comparison, has no object…thus how could it be untruthful? Polarized thought always comes to “incomplete conclusions” and deals in pretended exclusivity, specificity. Polarized thought is always hobbled by anecdotal evidence.
What alternative is there to anecdotal evidence for polarized thought? Real thinking never lies; ordinary thinking always lies…half of its “truth” basis is anti-truth. Ordinary thought can only believe in what it can’t see. Non-polarized thought is the only thought that can believe in what it can see, in what is plainly obvious.
The News
One guy says that as soon as he awakes in the morning he
goes ahead and has his first thought of the day — “Just to get
that crap out of the way.”
* * *
It is difficult to ever be super-sane without first being
sane; for a revolutionist — impossible.
* * *
The man strode directly to the head librarian’s desk and
said, “For the sake of efficiency for the next readers, I have
turned down the edges of all the pages that contain nothing of
significance.” …(His fine for book damages ran well into the
millions.)
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Man’s job, in the secondary world, is to note and report.
* * *
One fellow ran through the streets crying, “Let boiling oil
rain!” But the people couldn’t tell if he meant reign —
r.e.i.g.n. or r.a.i.n., so they didn’t know whether to vote for
him or run for cover.
* * *
No sooner had the paint dried in the restrooms of that new
city pub, than this gracious graffiti appeared: “The lessons of
history are wasted on those with a brain.”
* * *
One way to spot the universal as opposed to the local is
that the universal is incapable of sarcasm.
* * *
Every time he’d cut himself while shaving, this one guy —
being a god and all — would see to it that somebody else would
bleed.
* * *
The Sayings Of One Guy (or at least one of his sayings):
says the guy, “The only proper reason for being tired is from
having fun.”
* * *
themselves for fear that no one else will; not all royalty is as
unconscious as inbreeding would predict.
* * *
Man’s dreams of tomorrow are the fumes arising from the fuel
that is the future. …(Mortal facts reflecting on yet-to-be,
3-D acts.)
* * *
Primitive people still believe that words themselves have
meaning and power beyond their mere symbolic representation of
things; modern thinking says that words have no significance or
life, other than by their contrived connection to that which they
represent. All modern thinking is done by primitive people.
* * *
The leader of one large state dismissed all such reports.
* * *
One rebel recently noted that, “Everyone has their own
personal ‘theme song,’ but most people don’t know what theirs
is — which, I suppose, would help account for the (shall we say)
— interesting mix-of-sounds heard in the human symphony.”
* * *
A regiment that ever asks for a vacation should never be
entrusted to guard the king.
* * *
(Portions from that recent, well publicized debate fought
over near the brewery): “Living life and talking about life are
two different things.” “That may be, but note that a real part
of living life is in talking about it.” And the first debater
replies, “I’ll have to get back with you on that one.” Which, of
course, neither he nor you ever did.
* * *
Here, as in most realities, there is a universal background
noise. You don’t have to be a scientist to search for or study
it; you carry it around with you.
* * *
his life, this one man says he would now be satisfied if, just
once before he dies, he has an “in the body experience.”
* * *
A viewer writes to say that “Giving your problems names
won’t help a damn bit.” The letter is signed, “Mr. Williams,
along with Bruno and Lawrence.”
* * *
In a fit of surprising autocratic clarity, one king
announced that he was fully prepared to let his reputation be
based solely on what people thought of him.
* * *
At exactly one p.m.
* * *
From the civilization games comes this report from one city:
“Today’s final score is: Us — seven, Ourselves — five.” (Which
you might note is just the opposite of the previous tally.)
* * *
This one well-turned-out chap concluded that his position in
the natural scheme of things was such that he figured his name
would never be called — (except for some kind of “shit duty”).
* * *
The actual physical laws that run the universe are different
from those that govern man. (I just wanted to see how you’d
react.)
* * *
Several people were notified, but none of them seemed to
notice.
* * *
Man’s secondary fact-based intelligence tells him that only
his crudeness is natural, and that factual instruction and
guidance are absolutely required for him to flourish and grow.
(Not that it has a vested interest in it or anything.)
* * *
good.” And his partner replied, “Yeah, ain’t that always the…”
(We assume he was going to say, “Ain’t that always the way,” but
he was hit in mid-sentence by shrapnel from some late-arriving
irony.)
* * *
Sometimes this one god would make a mistake just to see what
people would say. (Hey, I should level with you. I got the
above unsigned, in the mail, along with a hundred dollar bill and
the request to include it in the show some evening.)
* * *
Don’t be misled: Words start sentences, words can end
sentences.
* * *
Looking around broadly, a certain person in the city
explained, “I am sometimes so astounded at being here that I
forget I am actually here. (And for your personal files, you
might care to know that several city realities no longer require
a permit to explain.)
* * *
Those who see with two eyes only, only see in two
directions.
* * *
One of the city’s surly scholars up and said, “Routine human
thought is inaccurate descriptions of incomplete affairs in an
incomprehensible universe.”
* * *
After hearing some of the village kids and wildlife shout it
about, this one king was just dying to say to someone, “Hey,
don’t jerk me around,” but alas, who did he have to say it to?
(Now that I’ve pointed it all out, His Grace wants me to add that
he says — “‘Alas,’ hell!”)
* * *
The reality of the new stuff I tell you now will be day-
after-tomorrow’s yesterday.
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good looks seldom write books?”
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In one certain kingdom they will let no one ascend to the
throne who has ever seen themselves naked.
* * *
May I tell you about this one other chap who had it, in
part, down pat — for, whenever someone would ask him if he was
really as dumb as he sometimes seemed, he would calmly reply, “No
thanks, I’m driving.”
* * *
For a new intellect: Anything that can be completely
defined may be completely ignored.
* * *
From a non-tangible revolutionist’s manual, smuggled in from
another reality, are these words: “When you know what you’re
doing good enough, you don’t really have to know what you’re
doing.”
* * *
The mortal concepts of a god are this: Force made
dimensional.
* * *
For it to live, for it to grow, everything entangles itself
with itself.
* * *
In the earliest days of becoming civilized, when he realized
that he had to compete with creatures who were larger, stronger
and more swift than him, man began to call on higher powers for
help — he began to call on his own brain.
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