Neural Revolutionist Has to Make-Up What He Knows
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#915 Jan 1, 1992 – 1:00
Notes by TK
Kyroot to :23. Anything every individual actually knows, he’s made up. Consider: Buddha didn’t find/ transfer New Info, he made it up. Seekers seek a revised, retelling of the “old stories”…yet seek to escape collective thinking. Made-up revelations have great impact, too much impact tor the individual an his lifetime, thus the impact is registered only collectively, in generational time. The Neural Revolutionist has to make up what he knows.
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Copyright 1992, J. M. Cox [915]
Ordinary men can’t really tell what’s best to do in life…that’s why they talk about it.
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{…In one city, a private college’s “secret motto” was, “If Chocolate Bars Get Together Can Nuts Be Far Behind.”}
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{…and Kyroot noted:} When “push comes to Thursday,” the final bell rung, and the last strike called everyone proves to be a shill for themselves.
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{In the ordinary world they can discuss indefinitely whether or not you can ever “go back home” or not, but a real revolutionist wouldn’t even if he could…(and especially if he wanted to!)}
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On special holidays, this one king would let everyone out of prison to be shot, then chopped up, then burned, and thrown over a cliff; (“I didn’t get to be king,” says His Grace, “by having idiots for genes.”) One man’s synapses held on to and guarded the pass with all their might.
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{Cosmology For The Day: All undiscovered planets are in your head.}
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As was their Saturday habit, one father and son team went downtown to watch keys being made, and on the return home the lad asked for his weekly advice, which his pater delivered as follows: “A wise man in a septic tank may still know something worthwhile, but you won’t be able to prove it by me.” (The kid recognized a sound suggestion when he heard it.)
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Thoughts come in all necessary sizes.
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On the day most stores closed, one man stayed open for me to walk in and for him to tell me that he finally came to understand that “the facts are never permanent” when he realized why life gave each of the days in the week a different name, rather than the same one.
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{Once they were all inside the fort and the gate closed, the adjutant told them, “In here, anyone with a serious name has a potential problem.” …(Say now, one guy once noted, “You know, my mind won’t do any thing unless I speak to it.” Say now.)}
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What sold one man on the new cult was their unconditional claim that there’ll “BE no ‘white out’ in heaven.”
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One chap, attempting to track his own particular non city muse once thought, “No passing passion is of any consequence, save ‘stupidity awareness.'” …(Only the few will hold to that which is useful to them ’cause things are only useful to a few.) Dealers & jobbers note: In some territories it’s hard to peddle parables that lack a certain symmetry and balance. …(Only a non local mind will juggle and enjoy unexpected and ungainly objects.)
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{In a place not exactly here, and not exactly now, came a man who claimed to be an ex member of a certain rebel’s forces, and when the latter was asked if this self proclaimed “student” of his now “speaks for him,” the revolutionist replied, “Hell, under these present conditions, half the time I don’t even speak for me.”}
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{In his regular report, one local god mentioned to his reality a group of indigenous rebels and noted that in his opinion not only was their activity “new” but perhaps “too new.”
…(All good door to door salesmen must protect their territory; why else do you think your mind so recoils from new ideas.)}
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{Standing on a small, temporary uprising, the speaker over in city park proclaimed, “Those who will not I say, those who will not resign themselves to the will of life will never I say, will never hear my words.” (And a man with half a sandwich in the crowd thought, “Yes, the non existent usually miss darn near every thing.”)}
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In matters of aggression, defense and self promotion, man’s secondary world backs up its snarl with another snarl.
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The “Justice Of It All” revisited yet again: A man who believes that the basis of all human problems are physical can get elected to office, but then is too intellectually limited to do much of anything, other than cut a few ribbons and come in out of a thunder storm. …(And a viewer writes: “Dear Kyroot: What if that little comment you just made actually had something to do with how an individual man’s nervous system operates at the brain stem level, and not with politics, or anything else out in life. What if? Mr. Kyroot?” …What if, indeed o.)
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There is one chap who has attempted to increase his perception of the world through a fresh, verbal expansion of certain older ideas; to wit, he now personally entertains such concepts as: “Much ado about something,” and “Big things mean even more than a lot,” and “Even greater expectations.”
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Only guesswork is inspiring to the ordinary mind.
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After the meal, he cracked open what he called his “unfortunate cookie” to find this message: “Around these parts, Buster, the only substitute for intelligence is CHARM.” (He got the message.) …Oh, as long as we’re here, (Kyroot added), you may as well note that around most places in the past, there’s some sort of substitute for intelligence. (I do trust you’re the type who doesn’t need to benefit from such info.)
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{The guy flexed his fingers, stretched his hamstrings, buffed his biceps and tensed his temples then looked deep into his baby blues and said, “My game is Mental Hardball.” (Undaunted, he accepted the challenge and died. The end.)}
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On that one special occasion, the sky above their planet lit up with a message that read, “There may be more than ‘one way’ to run a world, but as long as you’re on one of them you’ll never know what they are.” (The Commissioner of Floodplains said he didn’t even want to consider the possible personal implications of such a notion.)
…..{Then there was this other guy who would comfort himself by saying to himself, “There, there, don’t worry I will surely be there when it happens.”}
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{…and Kyroot offered this “Multiple Choice Quiz”: (a) Just because hormones call is no proof you have to answer, (b) When hormones call every body answers, or (c) I don’t understand what this is all about. …(Yes, that’s right, contestants, studio audience, boys and girls, boats and planes, planets, and most visible galaxies the correct answer to all questions around these parts is always “c” SEE?!!)}
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{The counsel one ole man gave the kid as he headed off for the city: “Don’t ever let ’em know what you really eat.”}
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{…and Dr. Kyroot said:} Under routine conditions, the apparent center and “core” of one’s intellectual operations is an ad hoc affair. …(Swallow two more opinions and call someone else in the morning.)
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After some study, reflection, deep thought and other miscellaneous mullings, one man mused to his ole self, “Well, if life is not really my friend, but on the other hand, is not actually my enemy either, then what the hell am I thinking about, anyway?!!”
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{One ancient people used their coliseum for the public display of their individual faults and weaknesses. …(Hey! What are friends for.)}
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{One ole guy in the city says he’s saved himself a bundle of time since deciding that, “Anybody who wants me to read about them ain’t worth reading about.”}
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In one land, where the people all lived by the directive that, “Those who love life practice humility,” the king, in his own private pursuit, substituted for “humility” the word “awareness.”
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Without turning his head to look back, the man in the seat in front of me handed me this note, which said: “I trust no machines that make no noise.” (As he got off at the next stop, several people noticed the whirring sound coming from beneath his hat.) Driver, driver, it’s me again; been on this bus since I don’t know when; but I don’t mind, no sir, not a bit; I b’lieve my seat’s a custom fit.
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{Son of “Cosmology of the Day”: You do not live in a linear universe…unless that is your perception…and even then you don’t.}
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{Meeting in the blind alley beside the deserted building, the gang leader told the guys, “When only smart asses know the truth, the truth shall BE ‘smart assed.'” (And a passing rat thought, “How far behind the times is it possible for humans to be and still function sufficiently to get into parables such as this…assuming of course that this is such a tale.”)}
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{At the dinner table the ole man said to the assembled, “Anything you actually know you made up,” and his grown son replied, “In that case, I don’t actually know anything,” and the ole man said, “I’m not surprised.”}
…..No matter how outrageous, the opposite is always comparably correct.
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{In a certain building, over in a certain city, a certain city doctor thought, “I sometimes suspect disregarding physical birth deformities that everyone would be pretty intelligent if it weren’t for their attitude.” …(After thinking this and being on one of the upper floors and all he decided not to take any further chances.)}
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Most people are pretty much as they are.
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{A correspondent speculates: “How can we not be confident of life’s good health so long as we humans will pay more for imitation ice cream than for the real thing.” …(He admits that the only reason he wrote to us about this was to keep himself from having to think about how this might apply to what men believe to be true, and to perhaps keep himself from “going to pieces” thereover.)}
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{The voice reassured one and all: “As long as you’re ‘one and all’ you have nothing to worry about, because as long as you’re ‘one and all’ worry won’t do you a bit of good. Now back to those carts, and I’ll meet you on Aisle 7.”}
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Don’t be overly impressed by the stories of certain deposed powers rebounding with a renewed aggression, for if it proves “possible” to return every one will return with a vengeance.
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{One guy’s private and personal message to his own self was mainly contained in these words “Hey, babe don’t go ‘sensitive’ on me NOW.”}
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Some of those who got there after things had already started seemed unusually impressed; after that, life saw to it that every one arrived a little late.
…..{Reality’s the one being who can actually “live and learn.”}
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In man’s secondary, intellectual world there are two possible classes of experts the normal, recognized city ones, and then a few who might actually know what’s going on.
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One Tuesday when it was reported that the ozone layer was completely out of town, one of the regular park philosophers took to the stand and said, “When the day comes that I understand what I have been telling you people, is the day you shall see me no more.” (On Wednesday, everything was back to normal.)
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Visible failures can “be” more complex successes. (Such are some of the unexpected intrigues of a finite land.)
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{At the final formation of the day, the rebel Drill Sergeant told the troops, “To a revolutionist mind, new info is like a rich naked woman with a bottle of Jack Daniels. (I put it to you this way for the sake of brevity; you go off and make up your own version.) Dis MISSED!”}
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By age thirty, deciding to save himself any further worry and bother, one man concluded “If life wanted me to know what was going on it’d tell me.” …(“So there!” he added.)
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While revising his will, one chap said to his attorney that he’d lost his joie de vivre at a pretty early age when he discovered that even on national holidays five o’clock in the morning still came at the same time. …(Human Interest story from the last page in the B Section: A certain “reformed” ole sorehead told a reporter, “Where disappointment reigns, my brothers in arms will be well ‘cupped.'”)
…..{“Ah, but yes,” notes an alert viewer, “due to the intrinsic, nay, inescapable justice in a finite world, there are no lands with raincoats without inclement weather.” (This chap has a brother who started to say that his sibling had the whole idea backwards then realized that such a thing is impossible in a true world of discernible corners and horizons.)}
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One guy had a set of little funky exercises he’d do every morning at least until the day he died after that he said, “What’s the use?”
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For the truly active rebel, the supremely satisfying “fall back” position is no position at all.
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{…and Professor Kyroot noted:} Once the immediate battle is over, and the prince still standing is king, debate is suspended for some time regarding the fairness of his tactics. (Thus under other conditions [don’t you wish] are human ideas allowed a certain time of life; once you understand this you realize why a neural revolutionist is called a revolutionist.
…[Yeah, I guess you think I just made the term up for your benefit.])
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As a prize for besting the ole man at their game, the kid got to ask him any question he wanted which turned out to be this: “Why are there always more people at the airport than are actually going anywhere?” and his papa replied, “Well, have you ever counted heads over at the city college and temple?”
…..{One ole man didn’t have a kid so he made one up worked out fine.}
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On ordinary neural landscapes it’s impossible to have a clear view without a perspective, when that is exactly what the rebel mind is after.
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