The City Becomes More Complex So an Individual Doesn’t Have To
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#1331 – 09/05:
Notes by TK
A snake rattles to let ITSELF know where it is, not others. Men do the same with their minds. Ordinary attention = the snake’s rattle. Real attention is a controlled, directed ‘rattling’.
When it was announced that: “The Twit Doctor will see you
now.”, some of those in the waiting room were unclear as to
whether it meant that a physician who was himself a twit would
now see patients, or that a doctor who specialized in treating
twits was now available. …However, a chap who’d just come by to
deliver some packages heard it, and immediately recognized that
there is no practical difference.
You see, within a closed system this is how the mind can
make apparently valid criticism of nonaligned consciousness, and
treatments and ills are interchangeable.
…..One man finally thought: “To ever ‘get anywhere’ with
this, I’m eventually gonna have to leave town.”
…Some time later, a viewer wrote to ask: “Is this why a
real mystic never has to leave home!? ‘Cause he don’t know where
he lives to begin with!?”
Contraire to popular belief, a snake rattles so that IT
knows where it is. Humans accomplish the same thing with their
That experience of, “unspeakable joy” so often mentioned by
metaphysical writers is no less than the electrical thrill of
increased neural voltage.
El Facto, Sans Humidifier
No one wants to actually know what’s “going on” at the expense of
what they already know.
One man told his poetically inclined nephew: “If you think
nature’s heartless, wait’ll you get a good look at
…..When it came to, “To be or not to be”, one guy said he
b’lieved he’d just pass.
…..A legend among one ancient theatrical group says that just
before a man enters into the mystical state of enlightenment, he
thinks: “Who’s that with their hand in the hole in my back!?”
…..Trees envy ventriloquist dummies for their ability to
speak — what’s your excuse!?
Civilization, (the collective life of man), becomes
increasingly complex to compensate for the individual not having
to do so.
The sign by the swimming hole read: “Men aren’t living life
— life is living life, and taking men along for the ride.”
And now: About The News
One man said he’d pay more attention to the news if they’d ever
report anything new.
…..No one can entertain a sentence without end, nor the
mystical without a structure.
One day while hanging out with his reflection, one guy said
to it: “The older you get the worse your eyesight wants to
become.”, and it replied: “Then we’ll go see an optometrist.”
And he said: “No, you don’t get it.”
…..Some where, sits a man who ponders: “If consciousness is
electrochemical, then increased consciousness is being more
Now time for: Another Distinction
The ordinary live their mental life out in public.
The simpler the people, the more do they expect to hear the
mystical explained in terms of routine bodily functions.
Or, Put More Simply: There are more followers of gods of
eroticism than there are for those of philosophy.
Now time for: Another Way To Test
You can always get the wimpy to, act wimpy.
Today’s Science Quiz
What kind of preposterous cells believe they can ever perceive
their host organism? Today’s Science Answer: More conscious
ones!, you nonobjective ninny! ** Be sure and stay tuned for
our later: “Art Quiz Of The Day” — which requires even less
…..One man was his own best friend, but even with that, (says
he), things still ain’t goin’ so good. And just as a viewer was
prepared to say that he almost “got that one”, a voice rang out:
“Ready on the left! — Ready on the right! — Ready to fire down
the middle of range!”, and — Wham-O! — off went the neural
ignition, right on time — right on target.
One of the Random Laws of the city jungle
Those who don’t know what’s going on don’t want anyone else to
One man said: “I may be dumb, and I may be ugly, but at
least I’m both!”
The Recyclable Neural Reality Of Routine Urban Existence
It’s definitely un-difficult to discourage the ordinary — they
have so much to be discouraged about. …(And muttered one more
hip young lad: “Yet another reason to blow this burg!”)
Barkeep! — Hit Us Again Over Here, With Distinctions
Plain And Clear:
Consciousness is not open to debate — only thought.
If “love” is one creature searching for its other sexual
half, then mysticism is the mind seeking its own completion.
When the meanest wolf first hears about the notion of god,
he thinks: “They’re talking about me — at least allegorically.”
And then has to have somebody explain to him what allegorical
Another way to determine how little you understand is if you
still wonder if others understand more than you do.
Note: Not to be confused with “fanaticism” — which, (by
the way), should you do so, is simply additional proof of your
parochial perception. ** …Okay, just for fun I’ll give you a
distinction: A fanatic thinks that he alone is correct in his
beliefs while the more conscious knows that no one is.
Save Yourself The Worry
All “great” art is mystical — regardless of the artist’s
The Recipe: Take all you know, turn it upside down, shake
it, bake it, eat it, forget, and go on to something new.
…..A viewer writes: “Some times I don’t understand what
you’re talking about less than others — is this a type of
progress? Yours”, etc.
Now an excerpt from: The Secret Person’s Secret Handbook
Anything you really know — nobody taught you.
Hormones have no regrets — but try telling that to their
captors — verbal memory.
Definitive Identifications From The Body Politic
Priests: Those proclaiming that things will get worse.
Kings: Those in charge of making things worse.
Philosophers: Those attempting to make sense of the above, and
finally: Mystics, (about whom I have nothing relative to say at
this time). Thank you, and don’t forget the judicious use of
linseed oil on those rough areas around the elbows and medulla
oblongata. ** You see, the difference between a scientist and a
mystic is that the scientist believes that he wants to discover
the secret of life, while a mystic knows that he does.
The weak want to be reassured, while the strong work to
eradicate any such desire. ** After an apparently appropriate
time had elapsed, a viewer wrote: “May I assume the possibility
that this was meant at a level higher than the merely literal
and physical!?” The simple-of-mind always want to look beyond
the obvious in hopes that by doing so, it might go away. Dream
on, happy viewer — Dream on.
The speaker in the park thusly addressed the noonday audience:
“If life itself was not smarter than man, then those dunderheads
running things would’ve ruined us by now.” …(And a, “Here!,
Here!” rippled through part of the crowd.)
Helpful Hint Time Once Again
No one is truly dumb until they take what they know and don’t
….”Just think,” thought a nonstandard kinda guy, “if
everybody knew what was going on then what I now know wouldn’t be
…..And some: Medical News: One man grated on his own nerves
Why There Is No Conclusive “Checkmate”
If you don’t know the origins of the board you can’t quit playing
More Facts That Are Unprovable
And Even If They Were, Would Be Of No One’s Concern
The life of the more conscious is like a fable without a moral.
The inanimate envy the animate — thus the mind’s attitude
toward expanded consciousness…which is always more vital — and
Those who’ve had, “bitter experience” have had only routine
experience…and hardly worthy of man, at that.
……Now back to our kitchen for yet another scientific
analysis of a certain “all-too-human” foodstuff: The bitterness
in your life is determined by the limits of your perception.
“Mommy, is this why mystics always mix up their meals by a
window!?” “Yes son, at least at those times when they can’t seem
to be one.” “Wow, Mommy, I believe one of those loaded cream
puffs I ate is about ready to go off.” “Well that’s great, son
— that’s really nice.”
And Finally: Mythology: The Etiquette
Of Its Proper Consumption
To understand a myth fully, you must first slay its hero….(or
at least send him out of town — permanently).