Jan Cox Talk 0951

Nothing Truly Unexpected in Religious Credos–Yet They Still Work

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#951 Mar 25, 1992 – 1:00 
Notes by TK

Kyroot to :31. The secret structure of Life behind institutions of religion: the nervous system knows instinctively that no holy scriptures can be truly attributed to exterior forces (god). The brain at a particular level is skeptical of validity of external forces. There is nothing truly unexpected in all religious credos and holy scriptures (“words of god”)…yet it works!


The News

Thoughts are nourishment. …and Kyroot said: Okay! — Thoughts should be nourishment.

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Things with a real purpose do not have to state their purpose.

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…and Kyroot reminded: If it’s local — it’s fragmented.

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On rainy days one man would place a sign next to his brain that said, “Danger! — Words At Work.”

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…then Kyroot noted: And right on the heels of the previous event came the toes of the next one.

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…and Kyroot mentioned: By one chap’s latest description: “A thing of beauty is a thing before it was named.”

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Nothing is exclusive or original unless it is too large to be seen.

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There is only one thing worse than a serious person — two serious persons!

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One neighborhood of one neural city finally decided and said: “It’s really more fun to just be frightened that it is to actually be stabbed.”

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The closer it got to battle time the warmer it seemed to get.

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…and Kyroot mentioned: A certain diagnostician from another galaxy made this comment: “Being human is the prototype for the ‘Phoney Disease’.”

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…and then: “Kyroot’s Indefensible Definition Of The Hour”: “The Revolution: The infinite rejuvenation.”

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And a viewer says he finds all this talk about an “intellectual revolution,” and a “drastic change in the way one thinks” all too upsetting, and wishes I’d talk about things less frightening — like ghosts, and demons, and evil spirits, and like that.

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Stopping suddenly in the midst of traffic — right in the midst of his life — one man’s eyes bulged, his mind went hot, and he wondrously thought, “If being alive is just being on a ‘fool’s errand’ then who the hell sent me on it?!!” …(Hah!, if he’da known what he was doing he’da consulted with that local law firm of, Kickin’ Ass & Takin’ Names.)

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…and Kyroot noted: One ole man told his kid, “Any new idea that can be put in words has been ruint!…but hey!, you can still use it.”

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…and one city said: “A people without a theme song are almost not a people.” …(Two trees were talking and the first one said, “Who was that squirrel I saw you with last night?” And the other one said, “That was no theme song — that was a whine.”
…[Laugh here.])

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After dinner he sat on the front porch and pondered-o-so: “If a kiss is not a kiss until it is given, then what is a fresh, new thought if it is never said?…” …(Then this Cultural Footnote was offered up for the problematic benefit of all you unwashed, unsanitary brick-laying bastards from Baltimore: The original concept of jealousy came from a man who didn’t want to talk too much.)

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In an attempt to squelch accusations that “life was unfair,” one local reality declared that from then on no one would have to die who didn’t want to; …and that all of those who didn’t want to, would be mistaken.

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As the bus approached a strange new area the passengers were given a warning: “When they don’t know what to do, some of the creatures around here won’t do anything!” …(That alone, kept most of ’em from gettin’ off and strayin’ too far.)

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…and Kyroot noted: In “reviewing his life,” one man was slightly amazed…amazed that he didn’t have any thing better to do.

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No matter its prior bravery in battle, a revolution with an agenda has become part of the routine, “walking wounded.”
…(And a listener thinks, “But if that be true then how the hell will I ever fit and keep this revolution thing in my own brain?!! — Sir, is there even the least possibility that you’ll ever see that this might just “be the point”?!! …[The great thing about incendiary, rhetorical questions is that you don’t have to tip the band if they play one.])

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After executive management upstairs offered to help “save” the workers down on the assembly line by detailing the foolishness of religion, the latter wondered if they should return the kindness by exposing the folly of manicures and opera.

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When it came to “Being alive” — and “Being human” — and being here on this planet, one chap’s guiding principle was: “A job worth doing is worth doing — some place else.”

…..Everyone’s own planet runs in two different orbits; the one you’re in is the one you’re aware of.

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The Whisper Man’s instant merchandise is in telling today’s passing throngs: “When life decides to discontinue a certain pattern-of-knowledge it will discount the end-runs materials left and declare it to be a new religion.” …(As Smith so aptly taught Wesson, “Waste not — want not — waste not.”)

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As the deadline approached for the contest honoring the tri-centennial of its intellectual beginnings, the city passed out this notice to all the citizens and potential entrants, “The mere possession of gym clips and multiple sheets of paper proves little.”

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The Ole Sorehead’s Society recently wrote us to say that if we keep reporting on their conventions they’re going to stop having them. …(The envelope also contained a quite rude noise.)

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Sometimes when he was alone, this one guy’d try and make himself look bad — and he always succeeded. …(Noted he, “As all good craftsmen know, it’s just a matter of having the right materials to work with.”)

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Into his own ear one rebel said, “Thoughts that are going somewhere measurable are far too slow for me.”

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It is through man’s speech that life serves its own ends in ways not possible otherwise. (So also, potential in man.)

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One kid asked his ole man: “Why do so many myths say that the hero had to go shovel horse manure for four years before he could have a marvelous adventure?!” …(Later, the night of that same day, some of the little nipper’s brain cells thought, “Boy!, don’t try and make me think about that up here!”

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And from our viewing audience comes this letter: “Having watched your show for the last several months I have come to one conclusion: If roaches don’t cause stupidity, and rats don’t cause stupidity, then for people who have fears about such matters, it must be that roaches cause rats!”

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In the shadows of one neural metropolis it was at times difficult to tell the difference between muggers and lovers.
…(Just because a thought seems to smile is no proof it’s friendly. …[“Ohhh…Please, No,” he pleaded as they drug him away, “My hormones made me say it!…Made me think it!…Made me look it, and enticed me into all this in the first place.”])

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One day a man approached his local god to speak to him, and the first thing the big guy said was, “Is this gonna be the truth, or interesting?”

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When he found out they were out of cream and sugar, he sat down his cup and said to those in line behind him, “I shall accept no exoneration before it’s time.” And every mother’s-son-of-’em immediately looked at their watch.

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One man got so mad about being pushed around by life that he would no longer allow it to rain in his back yard! …(Overheard dialogic-response to the above: “Yeah! — If you live in some places — Enough’s enough!” “Just where are these ‘places’?” “Why in here, my boy — in here.”)

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…then Kyroot, (not so cleverly disguised as a librarian), said: Graft, fraud and thievery are what makes the city’s intellectual world go round.

…..and a viewer writes: “Why would anyone ‘disguise’ himself?”

…..and another viewer adds: “Yeah, and especially someone with a name like ‘Kyroot’?!!!”

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One guy thought — Oh, okay, if it’ll make you feel any better, one ole sorehead thought, “Anybody that’d tell you what they’re thinking about ain’t thinking about anything worth hearing about.”

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In light of the recently enacted, Oddawamba Ordinance, the people of this one city can no longer even dream of moving; everyone must now “face up to the fact” that only remodeling is possible and be done with it.

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At the reunion one man said, “I don’t know how I made it through World Two.” And his drinking companion injected, “You mean World War Two?!!…” And the first man says, “No, just World Two.”

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For the ordinary mind, for things to exist they must be “thing-specific”: Nothing can exist in the “abstract” — except for the revolutionist.

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The speaker who got canceled from the Friday afternoon forum had been scheduled as addressing the topic: “Drugs Vs. Talk-Therapy: Primary Treatments For Primary Ills — Secondary Ones For The Other.” …(It was later said that he didn’t get to speak for one of two possible reasons: Either no one, including himself, knew what it all meant — or, everyone did, and just didn’t want to hear about it out loud.)

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A truly “new idea” and a problem are the same thing.
…(They’re not, really, but if an ordinary mind ever had the former it’s also believe it had the latter.

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As some kind of “hobby” this one guy would take quite ordinary words, and try to figure out something else weird they could mean; he says not to blame it on him — that he learned it from the city — when no one was watching.

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A fellow near some tennis courts told me that recently, when he had no extra money for postage to write to the Advice Doctor, that he communicated with himself and asked the question: “Any thoughts outside the mainstream of one’s contemporary intellectual milieu could be either revolutionist-based, or simply a form of insanity — so how is one to be sure?” And he says his self replied, “You’re asking me?!!” …(The game still seems to stand, “40-love, man’s advantage.”)

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…and Kyroot noted: Since there are no “answers” to physical questions, man invented meta-physics; now he has answers for which there are no useful questions.

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…and in private, just between all of us, Kyroot mentioned: Part of the nobility of man, in potential, is his feeling of ignominy.

…..only on man — glorious man — can warts become beauty spots.

…..and Kyroot noted: Anything thought by a rebel with sarcasm might as well not been thought at all.

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And a viewer writeeth: “My brother and I watch your show and I say that too much of what you say doesn’t make any sense, and he says far too much of it does; when mother puts us in bed together, in the dark our intentions spell out the word, ‘continuity.’ Bye.”

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…and Kyroot noted: “Compassion,” in conjunction with a plan turns into something else altogether.

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…and for aficionados of the city, Kyroot offered this observation: No one likes a man “out of his uniform.” …(And from over there — yes, just over there near that urban area, a great cry arose, proclaiming, “Yea and verily! — That certainly explains a lot!…No, verily and hold-it — that explains more than ‘a lot’ — that explains much more that we wanted explained. Verily and get-out-of-here.”)

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Instead of an alert mind, one man got a watch dog — He said it ate less.

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In the city, some men’s sense of their own intellectual individuality is like the ultimate “Water Diet.”

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It’s not that words can’t adequately explain or convey the nature of life, but that the ordinary intellect can’t.

…..and an honest, clean-smelling passenger remarks: “I’ll be frank with you: I don’t like being on a stagecoach with those who take shots at the sagebrush one minute, then praise it the next…far too dusty and confusing for me.”

…..and Kyroot gave out with the latest Cho-Cho News: Minds on the “right track” are on a single track.

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And one guy thought, “You know, if the revolution worried about where it was going it’d be in even weirder shape than it is now.” …(And a trusty viewer says; “If you think I’m gonna try and think about that as it might apply and be useful to my own thinking — you’re crazy.”)

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…and Cardinal Kyroot offered this evening’s theological thumb-sucker: According to certain cosmic scriptures there was once a material universe that was turned over to a local god who decided he would only speak to the creatures in words that were “unconditionally, finitely truthful,” and that they could understand; and thus it was — throughout their eternity — at those times their deity chose to verbally communicate and respond, he only-and-always said the same five words, “I know what you mean.”

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…and Kyroot observed: New ammo from the arsenal of Collective Thought is an attempt to kill the unknown with a low-fat, no-salt, cholesterol-free bullet.

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…they then re-priced the item as follows: First person says: “For thoughts to be intelligent they must be thought of intelligently.” And the second person says: “That’s ridiculous!” And the first person replies: “I know! — but what did you expect me to say?!!”

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Whenever life needs some negative chemicals all it has to do is call on some of the more respected city thinkers and prognosticators.

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One lazy day, while the sheriff was out of town and the saloon mostly deserted, just as a dare, this one man “called himself outside.” …(And a viewer responds: “My god that little story had better be about something that happened inside of one man’s own mind!…No! — hold it! — correction: It better not have been!.”)

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Politics, and other human institutions are attempts to make real slippery-stuff at least rough enough to pick up and talk about.

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On some, non-collective assembly lines, holes in your undershorts is proof you’re trying to think. …(On company picnics, labor and management of this one factory like to join arms and sing, “Upstairs — downstairs, Downstairs — upstairs…,” and like that.)

…..And — is it? — why yes, I believe it is — more “Conversational Fragmentoes”: First voice: “Without communication there can be no growth.” Second voice: “Are you referring to the primary or secondary realms?” First voice: “Without communication there can be no growth, no destruction, no confusion, no growth.”

…..and as a needed interruption, Kyroot injected: In urban settings a unified structure is evidence only of decay.

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After spending some time in the urban, intellectual jungles, one young lad returned home and told his younger sibling that seeking wisdom from the collective was like pouring jelly doughnuts on a drowning man. …(Later, while alone, after having said this he thought, “Boy, I wish I’d known that before now! — Wow!”)

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…then Kyroot’s stand-in presented us with, “The Question For 72 Degrees”: The Question: Were synonyms invented by the anxious, the fearful, or the forgetful? …(Are you aware that south of the equator answers run counter-clockwise?!)

…..To city minds there’s not all that much funny about humor — out of its proper context. …(And a viewer inquires: “Just what do you mean by, ‘proper’?”; Well, Dear Viewer: Just think of a most excellent synonym for, ‘expected’!…)

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Packaging and distribution is local — production, universal.

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…then Kyroot remarked regarding the following: The note some of them were passing around said, “If the crowd knew what it was doing it wouldn’t be the crowd, now would it!” …(Shortly thereafter, even though finite areas seem to offer only limited lines of discreet egress, they all read the note, then glanced about at one another, then each tried to make an individual “run-for-it” as uniquely, and as far removed from the others as possible. …[When the weather’s just right, the track dry, and the two dollar window open late, there is no greater example of “try” than the human intellect.])

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From a quite proper human view one of the prime purposes of talk is to make yourself “seem more attractive.”

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Near the mayor’s office marched a man with a sign that read, “The Truth SHALL Set You Free — And Then You’ll Receive An Outrageous Bill.” …(In a fit of unfocused rage, his honor had himself arrested and taken away.)

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Away from the noon time crowd, down by the duck pond, a man said to his friends, “Being civilized is like being tortured without knowing about it.”

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…then Kyroot said: In one little universe life said to some of the creatures, “You’ll know it’s ‘all over’ when you no longer worry about whether it is or not.”

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The Ole Sidewalk Philosopher’s, Summary-For-The-Day, he put to us thusly: “Why worry about money?! — You’re born with everything you need — now it’s just a matter of ‘up-keep’.”
…(Somehow some seemed only slightly consoled.)

…..whenever they would force this one man to use either the word “partially,” or “slightly” he would always spell it with an “X” — just to remind himself.

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…then, directly addressing the audience’s city-intellect, Kyroot said: Those things not needing an “Introduction” always get one — around here.

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Then one guy tried treating some of his own brain cells as his own kid and told them: “Until further notice just consider that the ‘answer’ to all questions is the same one word — and it begins with a ‘P’.” And after several incorrect guesses he told himself what the one word, operational-answer was — the word “Processes.”

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Then after being on his verbal exploration for many a week, one bright Tuesday morning it suddenly struck him, full in the head — “Without man there are no adjectives!”

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There used to be this one rather rebellious ole guy who, whenever he had to sojourn into the city would always use an alias; while there he’d call himself, “Captain Gotta-Go”; (He said it was of immense benefit to his own sweet internal self, and memory apparatus.)

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And a viewer asks: “If your show made more sense to me, would I watch it more?”

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And yet another viewer writes to propose this notion: “If Kyroot didn’t exist — man wouldn’t have to invent him.”

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To help counteract any possible untoward interference, one city offered its Advice For The Day: “Just because you have nothing to say is no reason not to speak.”

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And one busy-headed zoo attendant mused as he mowed: “If it weren’t possible to enjoy what you do without thinking about it, then elephants would never make love, or dine in fancy, expensive restaurants.” (And a near-by pachyderm responded, “What tha hell do you mean — ‘make love’?!”)

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…and Kyroot handed out: Today’s Final, Four O’Clock Message: Since that world that is singular to man is based on speech, what else can he do but “talk about it?!!”

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Behind all religious dreams and philosophical certainties is the unheard voice of life saying, “Tap, pirouette, or tango, but dance, damn you — dance.”

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Only revolutionists join the revolution.

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In one city’s attempt they tried to raise flowers in the sewers.

…..and a viewer asks: “When you say, ‘the city’ you don’t actually mean what people usually mean when they say it, do you?…”

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…and Kyroot noted: One rebel camp already has their own stripped down version, (it goes like this): “Secondary life doesn’t really care what-you-do as long as you ‘do it’ and get out of the way.”

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Kyroot’s Neural Hunter’s Tip: The easy way to kill any wild beast is to cut up services until they become goods. …(And no sooner had this been said than — There!, staggering from the forest, came this incredulous creature, clutching its chest and bellowing, “Ahh! — Alas! — ‘Done in’ by modifiers!”)

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…and Kyroot noted: For the revolutionist’s use, there are two cities: The city, and the movable city; the one out-there, and the one in-here.

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In one universe, once you die and become an ancestor they dress you with a tattoo that says, “I Went Away For Your Benefit.”

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Ladders to nowhere are easily carried.

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…then as a bonus for having successfully hidden your broccoli, Kyroot gave: Rebel’s Rule For Reburary: Don’t linger.

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For those who have to ask — the revolution is actually nothing.

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One day while Mary was away the Lamb told one of its young friends, “Across the goo fields knowledge comes either like clouds, or like lightning — Which way do you want it?”