Real Revolutionist Has No Need to Talk About his Interests
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07/19/1991
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#844 Jul 19, 1991 – 1:00
Notes by TK
Kyroot to :17. The Real Revolutionist should act, not think, and do, not talk, in pursuit of his interests. Connected to prayer of “give me the power to change what I can, the grace to accept what I can’t, and the wisdom to know the difference”. This is related to the energy background of acting over thinking. The creator of such a prayer gets from it what no subsequent user can; the energy is a “leftover” for all who gain edification after the originator.
The Real Revolutionist avoids such “leftover” except as a hobby…which he doesn’t take seriously. A Real Revolutionist doesn’t “worry” about his interests; a gauge of the degree of Life’s agenda in your interests: do you worry about it? Talk/think about it? A Real Revolutionist doesn’t actually talk about his interests (has no need to talk about them).
The News
A man with a dictionary and a man with a gun could be
related, but have a care which one you ask.
* * *
In the Revolutionist Reality, all great machines are loosely
constructed.
* * *
Only a bloodied king is fit to rule.
* * *
This one guy had a pet that looked so much like him it was
spooky — and I don’t mean some dog or cat.
* * *
One guy had a little secret rhyme that he’d ofttimes sing to
himself: “We’re all on a spree, except you and me, and you’re
the one holding me back.” …(He told me quite seriously that he
was convinced this was true, but that he still didn’t
understand why he’d treat him in such a way.)
* * *
Proverb Bombing Raid, Sortie Seven Hundred And Forty-Nine:
Forget its color — consider it like this: The grass in everyone
else’s yard is always too inexact.
* * *
According to the latest subversive, neurological textbook:
Qualify a fact, kill a fact.
* * *
(Should we start a whole new operation? Maybe called the
“What Is The Secondary World Coming To Department”? — Oops, too
late): This one fellow forcefully presents us with the following
(states he): “What’s the use in being famous if no one knows who
you are!”
* * *
In (as he puts it) his “personal attempt to help uphold the
irrevocable traditions of antiquity,” this one man refuses to
admit the existence of modern history.
* * *
the neural revolutionist knows it is actually a two-man act with
billing just for one.
* * *
During morning formation, the Sergeant Of The Day told the
troops, “When it comes to dealing with civilians’ thinking that
is un-useful for our goals, remember: There’s more than one way
not to ‘take prisoners.'”
* * *
One king demanded that his ministers “tell him the truth,”
but being the wise sorts they were, they ignored this outburst.
* * *
To the real, hard-ass, revolutionist-without-hope-of-a-
transfer, no job — no matter the outcome — was a “job well
done” if he didn’t actually know what he was doing.
…(Hey, if it’ll make you feel any better — don’t worry about
it. Hey, if you got no choice — don’t worry about it. Hey,
ignore that last one.)
* * *
One man’s favorite words were: “Oh, no, you don’t.” He
didn’t know why, and he didn’t care.
* * *
When it’d had a few drinks, or was otherwise feeling frisky,
this one reality would often say, “Glad I could be-e-e of help.”
* * *
One guy wrote himself out a check.
* * *
The division of man’s secondary world into differing
factions, religions, and cultures is to assist children in
thinking.
* * *
Once you’re good-and-civilized, acts and facts become
inseparable…hell, damn near indistinguishable!
* * *
Someone — Mainly Yourself.”
* * *
A viewer writes in to ask, “Is it important in life to have
a slogan or motto?”
* * *
For some time now, at night, during the last week of the
month, coming from an unoccupied anteroom just off his sleeping
chamber, the king often hears a voice saying, “Ah, as the thighs
of heaven approach my bed.” …(In past times, most rulers kept
a minister of “this-or-that” around to explain such matters, but
in today’s modern world, it seems like it’s every dreamer for
himself.)
* * *
On his seven pairs of underpants, this one guy had
embroidered his seven most memorable thoughts.
* * *
A man may be unusual while thinking he is — not so with
uniqueness.
* * *
One good citizen would only come out when the coast was
clear. A rebel down the road carried his own fog with him.
* * *
After one of his Ministers Of Philosophy And Stuff had said,
“Those gifts are best that are freely given,” the king said he’d
still settle for the second best, when necessary.
* * *
News Thud — I mean, Flash, Of The Day: One man says he
could learn to think for himself if everyone would just leave him
alone. …(The man is a hermit.)
* * *
“Pop,” said one little Popper, “It’s been a while — remind
me again,” and the ole man complied, “Kid, if you got heroes, you
got problems.” …(The lad went back to play, smiling, content
in the knowledge that to have problems is to be ordinary, and
that to be ordinary is the only problem.)
* * *
And The Lambù land: Is it better to live under an omnipotent
tyrant, or an incompetent one? …(Can you spell the difference
between “Life’s interests,” and “your interests”?)
* * *
A man called to say that there’s now only one thing he
doesn’t understand.
* * *
A revolutionist who would knowingly maltreat a previous
friend or allow them to believe they were being so abused becomes
a traitor. …(And gives additional definition to the term,
“cosmic garbage.”)
* * *
Now it can be told — (just watch): A city chap’s personal
slogan is: “If our genes aren’t with us, who can be against us?”
Now it has been told.
* * *
A certain king (obviously not to be outdone by mere non-
regal reality), after hearing the phrase, “There’s no accounting
for taste” for the thirty-fourth time, said to his Prime
Minister, “Set up a Taste Accounting Department.”
* * *
Last morning, one ole park philosopher stood himself away
from the general crowd around the usual speakers’ area and said,
“My friends, there are still great cosmic forces undreamed of by
mortal man, and may I say, with all due humility, that Iù may well
be one of them.”
* * *
Conversational fragment, measures 17 through 24: “Giving
three examples is not necessary if one won’t do.” “Don’t you
mean that three aren’t necessary if one will do?” “This is a
direct example of just what I mean.”
* * *
the man claimed he was taking the bus and all its passengers
hostage until he’d had his say, and finally, after he’d gotten
most of their attention, he declared the following declaring:
“The past — especially one’s own — grants us all the personal
privilege of being pissed.” …(The driver later claimed that
[in his own words] “This episode changed my whole life — what
little there was of it.”)
* * *
For reasons unclear, he did not tell his father, but as the
young prince walked along the beach, a shark swam close in to
shore and whispered something.
* * *
According to one myth (yet to be stabilized), there was this
one reality that, whenever it was about to lie, would place its
hand over its heart, and whenever it was about to tell the truth
would do likewise. The creatures became accustomed to this and
simply called it “Life.”
* * *
No matter where, behind everybody’s house is someone else’sù
backyard. …(Now, I’ve toldù you kids not to take this stuff
back into the house and try to play with it in your own attic…
…What would Mary say? — Okay, what would the Lamb say that
Mary supposedly said? — No, let’s don’t go into what might
happen if lightning were to hit ’em both at the same time. See,
that’s why you shouldn’t be playingù with this kind of stuff in
the house in the first place.)
* * *
The fate of comfort rests in the hands of growth.
* * *
The king made it official: Henceforth, “talking silly” will
be the exclusive privilege of the upper class and the silly.
* * *
Sound advice to the deaf can be in any key you like.
* * *
A certain man, (one, I believe, bent on knowing
more than is normally known), said he now looked upon
the wisdom of our ancestors as a trusty lighthouse
standing faithfully in the middle of a desert.
* * *
Whenever he didn’t know what was going on around here, this
one guy, in an inspired move to cover himself, would leap to
his feet and exclaim, “What’s going on around here?”
* * *
Speaking from the burial spot they reserve for kids, one lad
said to the ole man, “You know, if youù had been any better, you
wouldn’ave had any heroes for me to even be aware of.”
* * *
The following is true for those whose thinking is limited to
the same dimensions as their living: “Everyone loves the king —
even those who don’t.”
* * *
As they waited in line at the Four Dollar Window, one guy
said to his partner, “Just think how neat things are arranged,
why, if it weren’t for racing, there wouldn’t beù any betting,”
and a revolutionist tipster standing nearby added, “Yeah, but
how’s about a place where the opposite is also correct.”
* * *
One guy’s life was more important to him than to anyone else
— what a guy!
* * *
A whole bunch of guys getting together and not knowing what
they’re doing is not the same as one guy not knowing.
* * *
Okay, I’ll give you the advanced version: A bunch of guys
together can believe stuff that one guy alone can’t.
* * *
Okay, regarding those last two — where do you think they
got the idea for civilization!
* * *
Since the non-verbal reaction of so many new comers
to this one after-life, upon first seeing their god, was so similar, the
Big Guy finally came up with a stock response, he’d just say,
“Yeah, yeah, I know what you’re thinking,” and keep walking.
* * *
The name-of-Life’s-game is convenience…well, it is to
Life…you mean you haven’t heard!
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