One Man Looked at His Genes, and Finally Understood…
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#1247 – 02/21:
Notes by TK
All literature is a detailing, a mirroring of man-as-he-is. Real mystics neither take nor give credit for accomplishment.
To save the expense of a library card, one man wrote
everything he wanted to know in his own mind.
The simple believe that there is nothing very “serious”
about life except death, and even that, they don’t take overly
serious: The more sophisticated believe that there must be
“something” possible in living that is more serious than death,
but they just can’t figure out what it is. You may notice, as I
conclude this item, that I have not mentioned the always present,
third group… Would you like to know why!? — Well, this time
there is no reason “why” — I just didn’t, that’s all.
…..(“You see Evangeline, sometimes it’s good to treat that
third faction in more of an ‘off-hand’ manner.” And Evangeline
— [speaking on your behaves] — said she could dig it.)
Civilization: The attempt to have neurons override
The Great Experience: The desire to find something stronger
It’s: “There’re Two Kinds” Time Again:
There’re two kinds of people: Those who don’t think you
should listen to anyone dumber than you are, and those who think
you shouldn’t do so with anyone smarter. Which group are you
in?…Are you sure!?…How can you tell?!?
And Now Our Joke…Well, Maybe Our: Fable For The Day…No, Not
Fable, It Doesn’t Have Any Animals In It…Okay: “Our Fairy Tale
For The Day”:
One day — deep, deep in a secretive woods — (hah!, fairy
tales are a snap!) Deep, deep in a dark, and secretive woods, a
man thought to himself: “I’ll bet that one sure way to tell a
real mystic is that they never try to convert others to what
they’re doing – cause I’ll just bet they have their hands full
keeping themselves going without the bother of trying to recruit
and encourage others.” After so considering, the man went even
deeper into the soothing woods.
One man kept wanting his life to be “perfect” and finally
life said: “Okay, I’ll be if you will.” And the man replied:
“But that’s not fair — you’re smarter than I am.” And life came
back: “Yeah, but you have a head start — there’s more wrong
with you than there is with me.”
From The Metagnostic’s Handbook
Art that is no more than a “mirror of man” is no art at all,
but merely recorded whining.
…..On the “Q.T.” while on his settee a man so pondered: “If
the truth — the secret — reality itself is a ‘point-blank-wall’
and if I finally see it for myself — what then will I have left
to think about!?…Okay, worry about!?”
How The Natural Critical Faculties Of Man Operate With No
Slop to he who sees slop.
Non-Aligned Awareness: Depth charges dropped in the sea of
When this one cow began to think for himself, and to realize
the purpose of collective city herds, he immediately entered
himself in the Olympic Skyscraper Diving Competition.
How — Or Rather — Why Humility Works:
A man in a squatting position can look up anybody’s dress!
Why Visible Systems Don’t Work
Anything on “special sale” had to originally be for sale.
…..A self-emfathered ploy told his boy: “If you wanna get
anywhere with all this, you can’t listen to anybody.” And the
lad said: “Not even yourself!?” “Especially not that rat-
bastard…(if you ‘know-what-I-mean’).” …And he did! — He
Time For: Definitions, Descriptions, & Diagrams
Hope: That the dumb can at least be attractive.
Fate giveth, and destiny taketh away.
…..Epigram With The Gloves Off
Life giveth, and life withholdeth, while all the time
pointin’ to death.
…..Hope, Hope-For-The-Dumb: That even the inevitable isn’t
…..”We regret to inform you that the band originally scheduled
to play tonight ‘Hope, Faith & Charity’ will be unable to appear
— for reasons, if you consider the normal state of our local
road conditions, that aren’t probably hard to figure.”
A viewer writes: “Isn’t ‘inevitable’ just a word!?” — Yes,
and so’s a “viewer.”
…..And a man asks: “Isn’t a man’s ‘mind’ just another word
for himself!?” — Yes, and so’s “himself.”
…..And another man inquires: “But isn’t language itself just
a substitute for something else!?” — Ah yes! — But now the
question is — what?? …(And there is no one left to reply.)
Everyone has two names: The one you’re known by now, and
your, goofy name. …(Everybody actually has one more, but no
one knows what it is.)
On the first day of life — I mean, school, the headmaster
addressed them so: “It is hormones and sex that originally
brings us together, but it is our love-of-learning that will keep
us here.” And 90% of the class bolted for the door.
Intellectual Chump-Change: Debating the merits of “man-as-
…..Being able to be intellectually original never involves
A man reflects: “It seems to me that ‘thinking-
independently’ is sort of like giving one’s self a neural
circumcision with a chain saw.”
To keep himself alert and on the move, one man, in regard to
what he seemed to accomplish, would not — even to himself —
take credit for having done so through his own conscious effort
— and thus stayed, always struggling.
…..The Metagnostic’s Corollary: ‘Tis stupid to take credit
for anything — and doubly so for us. …And do note that this
has nothing to do with ordinary notions of “humility” but rather
with the electro-chemical balance of the brain.
…..A man who watches our show frequently responds by saying
that he no longer considers it coincidental, the similarity of
the words “humility” & “humidity” since (claims he) that trying
to act modest and unassuming always makes him break out in a
The alpha-wolves life puts in charge of the local,
institutional ballrooms do not — regardless of their public
assertions — feel any allegiance to any power outside themselves.
It is thus that even the most civilized and cultivated dote
on stories of tyranny. ** A man of independent, intellectual
potential should be able to use the above info in the upper areas
of the stuff stuffed into his own head.
…..A small man can be a relatively satisfied man so long as —
he does not: Ever go out doors — or, stand on a ladder.
The sage told some of his followers: “If you have any doubt
as to the distractive, if not destructive potential inherent in
the dynamics of sequential chronology, then just consider: It is
only from the old that we hear the notion of ‘wisdom-coming-with-
age’ — never from the young. If, by a certain age, you do not
begin to understand this within yourself, you are developing
mental cataracts before what could have — been your time.”
Personal Anecdotes: Inexpensive “self-improvement” for the
“Individual cows cannot think.” “But professor, cows in a
herd can’t either.” “Yeah, but they think they can.”
One young lad put his mouth to the Woff-Woff phone, and
began broadcasting his little voice throughout the school: “A
serious mystic is a sham mystic, just as serious people are only
half real people.” From his tone, it did not sound as though he
was finished, but some intruding, overpowering adult force made
it for the moment, appear so.
…..”Daddy, why are grown-ups all the time telling kids to shut
up?” “Ah, shut up!”
Man’s tolerance of radio, tv, and movies reflects his
tolerance for his own mechanical, mental ramblings. ** …And a
viewer says: “Thank god you didn’t throw in ‘meaningless’.” —
Civilization: A relay race with no final lap.
Culture: A civilized relay race with no individual runners
— that is, thinkers.
What do reporters and the religious have in common?
Reporters believe that rat holes are a sure sign of rats, while
the religious take the presence of rats to be a strong suggestion
as to the possibility of holes!…Escape holes!…Somewhere (!?!)
To some — life is one big shopping adventure, to others
it’s an endless standing-in-line at the return counter.
In the stables, two of the knights’ horses’ attendants were
a’groomin’ and a’gummin’, and one of them opined (amidst the
hay): “Romance is to sex as hors d’oeuvres are to a full meal.”
To which his companion countered: “Nay (may I say) — but
romance is to sex as making reservations is to going to a fine
restaurant.” And being as there was no third person present to
pick it up from here, a precocious filly kicked the first guy in
…..And Now A Short Linguistic Trot For Three Year Olds
Those who fret over language being used in manners not
literally correct don’t have even a pig’s suspicion of what words
are actually all about.
…..Question: What is the difference between oxygen and human
…..One man thought: “I’ve been around this track so many
times that I’ll surely soon become either a horse, or the track
One man hated change so-o-o much that change avoided him
like the plague! …(Well, forgive my little lapse into
hyperbole: Change avoided him like it does everybody else.)
Adults: Kids without brains.
Kids: Adults without enough sense to know what they’ve got.
Dragons: The super-real, mythical beasts who “see-through-
More Advanced & Interesting Version Of An Earlier Question:
What do the lungs and consciousness have in common? — They
both expand and contract as they breathe.
Part II: What distinguishes the respiratory system of the
ordinary from the one of a man more intellectually alive?
So mulls a correspondent: “Seems likely to me that a
transcendental thinker will turn out to be about like any normal,
civilized person, but…maybe not all that normal, and
Okay — Back For Some “Wrap-Up-Definitions”
Metaphors: Half-way houses for symbols.
Religion: Petrified myths.
Man: Petrified metaphors for — tomorrow.
…(You may note that this leaves symbols to, speak for
A Page From Our: “City Dweller’s Guide”:
“Life in the fast lane” is pretty much like life in any
other lane except that in this instance, hormones are trying to
tell you to “slow down.”
They’re bringing your car around, and your bill looks like
The dumb smile a lot,
And the pseudo-serious, don’t a lot,
So where’s that leave you!?
…..There was once a mythical band of mystic seekers who did
away with all forms of external mirrors, and believed that of
single importance was a man knowing how he looked to himself
internally. Ultimately splitting off from this group were those
who believed that a “real” man had no “personal” conception of
himself, internally or otherwise. Today there are a few who
believe that this particular “conceptual process” still has a way
to run in the consciousness of the more alert and universal.
…..Fashion: What today’s dead are wearing.
The Future: The garb of the living — the dress of the
Busy, Busy — At Your Desk
One guy can’t remember which drawer he keeps things in, but
he says at least he can remember where he keeps his drawers!
…..Time Clocks: One form of physical support for the illusion
…..Some Good Civilized Advice For A Child —
If You Dislike The Child
If you “act” busy you are busy. …(Hey! What do kids need
with independent neural cells anyway!?)
…..A guy went to the doctor and said: “My willie hurts.” And
the doctor said: “Well pull down your pants and let’s have a
look.” And the guy said: “No, ‘willie’ is what I call my
brain.” And the doctor said: “No, you mean your mind — your
brain doesn’t have any feelings and thus, can’t hurt.” So the
guy dropped his pants.
Once upon a fairly recent time, over in a reasonably close
kingdom, some people concocted a game that they called: “How Can
You Tell?” wherein three men were selected who each was to claim
to be a “real mystic” then everyone else had to try and figure
out which one was the real mccoy. The hints given, upon which
they had to base their decision were as follows: Mystic #1 would
not answer questions in a direct, unequivocal manner; Mystic #2
would only respond to questions silently smiling; and Mystic #3
didn’t even show up.
Another way you can determine what the intellectual,
civilized life of man amounts to: If you’re dying of starvation
— it doesn’t exist.
…..Local conditions: “That’s pretty rough stuff.” Me: (I
don’t reply). Local conditions: “I’m talking to you.” Me: (I
still offer no response and he seems to lose interest).
In the heart of one city, a man began running madly about as
he wildly exclaimed: “I know too much! — I know too much!” But
— hah! — I ask you: Who’s going to fall for a conspiratorial,
distraction play as transparent as that!?
From High Below Your Present Position Comes This Item Of:
There is no intrigue in paradise — simple case of supply-
…..If snakes were smart enough to talk to men, they’d also be
intelligent enough to realize that men are too dumb to talk to.
…(I did not personally want to report that last item, but the
moral responsibilities of my position left me no choice.
…[Rattle, rattle — hiss, hiss].)
…..And for the sake of veracity in nomenclature communication
this would be an opportune time to make note that a certain man
previously known as “Warm & Charming” has changed his handle to
“Cold, Yet Charming.”
While the drivers were still under the yellow flag, some of
the spectators popped over to the counter for a beer, and one was
overheard to say: “What is seriousness?” And a fellow next to
him replied: “That’s what’s missing when you have a deflated
balloon.” And he son parried: “I thought he said, society –
(!?!)” And by then the wrecked car had been dragged from the
track, and they all returned to their seats.
Man’s concept of the holy, and sacrosanct arose from his
original reverence for the power and enormity of his own
…..A man hears, and herein ponders: “Is it not a misnomer to
call man ‘stupid’ or ‘ignorant’ in as much as that if he didn’t
have a cerebral cortex, and was thus not only, de facto,
instantly more intelligent than any other local creature, but
perforce becomes the only one even capable of such self-directed,
…..What more is there to say,
When from reality’s wall you’ve
Striped the paint away.
How Civilization Works So That It Can Keep On Working As
Reflected In The Corrected Version Of A Line From A Certain
Romanesque Funeral Oratory:
“I come not to bury Caesar, but to criticize him!”
One Man’s: “Thought For The Day”
All minorities are crazed! …Which is why you can’t trust
Just for his own private amusement, one kid asked himself
this question: “Would a real mystic be one who talks to himself
more than everyone else does!?…or less!?…or not at all!?”
Life As It Is: The world’s most erotic painting on a blank
One man was his own tribe — part of him still lived in the
forest, and part of him established cities and took residence
therein; some of his populace still planted crops and tended
animals, while some of his people became engaged in strictly
urban activities. One day the man stood and declared: “I think
it’s time that we all came together.”
The first time he looked in a mirror and saw himself this
one man exclaimed: “It’s a conspiracy!” And when he looked on
the back and saw the name of a mirror manufacturer, he pointed to
it and declared: “It’s their conspiracy to make me believe
there’s a conspiracy!” And when his wife heard all the noise and
came in to tell him to “calm down” and quit “imagining things” he
leapt toward her screaming: “Now you’re conspiring to make me
think there is no conspiracy!” And a viewer writes to say that
my telling of this little tale is clear proof of my own covert
** Real Men Are Real Men, Same As Real Stories Are Real
…And to think! — it all began innocently enough with —
just a mirror.
One man looked at his genes — and finally understood. Few