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Keeping It Sweet Since 1903
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THE WORLD LOVES KISSES —
THE CERTAIN MAN,
THE CHOCOLATE MOUNTAIN
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October 7, 2002 © 2002: JAN COX

A pond, in and around which was naturally much activity,
originally thought the dragonfly its neatest visitor,
impressed by how it stayed constantly in motion,
lighting for but an instant — then off again;
but eventually the pond decided the frog was king:
calm and immoveable — just sitting and glaring.*

Acts deemed laudable amongst the ordinary are always ones of action,
while in the life of the certain man it is what is not done that is heroic.

All men take the actions necessary to stay alive,
and within this province qualitative judgments of action are absurd
in that any normal man will take whatever actions are required to survive,
but little of men’s lives now are directly taken up with such demands,
and thus the majority of his acts are elective;
essentially irrelevant activities which the individual finds attractive;
men not fighting for food
(the victor in such a struggle receiving no reward or recognition beyond that of a full belly)
may be found engaging in combat over ideas and principles,
and it is in this setting wherein the ostensible conqueror is praised for the valor of
his actions — his non essential, irrelevant actions.

Unquestionably innate in homo sapien’s genes is the neural potential for the brain to proclaim a wide variety of immanently immaterial actions as estimable;
the human mind has an intrinsic favorable reaction to tales of men giving their lives for a religious or political ideal even should that mind be atheistic,
or hold a contrary partisan position.
On more intimate levels: men insist on their admiration for those who will unfailingly, “Tell-the-truth — no matter who it hurts” –
thereby covering the full range of human activities:
certain physical acts men make are honored, as are particular words they may say;
this is the pedestrian praise pageant as played out both in the public arena,
and the privacy of each man’s thoughts.

The man who realizes what is going on in life has a different definition of
what constitutes exemplary action —
which is always the lack of taking some particular action, or saying a certain thing,
and not just overtly involving others, but primarily in the privacy of his own head.

Men’s non essential thoughts and feelings have a need to be constantly spun by
the expressed thoughts and feelings of other men;
this facet of man’s life cannot survive without the continual input from outside, intangible sources;
what other men say they think and feel about a listener acts on his diversionary thoughts and emotions as the slap of a passing hand on a tibetian prayer wheel;

the mental and verbal actions that make up an ordinary man’s incorporeal environment are the very breath which sustains the thing in his brain which he and it embrace as — — him.
Any actions taken herein, heralded heroic are done so by the gladiators themselves — not by Caesar — not by the King — not by the Frog —
but by the dragonfly-actions themselves.

When he first starts to secretly visit the pond,
the certain man, by virtue the normal course of the mind,
believes there is much to be done if he is to ever understand the nature of this
all important watering hole, and the common forest that surrounds it,
and those with the solidly wired, anomalous neural wiring
for long, and vigorously struggle to take such actions, think such thoughts,
ponder such human emotions and actions,
so as to collect all of the information necessary for the whole affair to
finally explain itself and make satisfying sense.

This is inevitable and inescapable — initially;
do, do, do, while always searching books, and other men’s tongues and faces for further hints of what you should be doing to achieve the goal;
“A man of no action will never get any where!”
You cannot simply sit and expect extraordinary understanding to come find you:
you must be in constant motion:
originally going here-&-there physically — later, doing so mentally.
To ever see, a man must go through all of this,
but he can also get into all of this — never get out — and never go further;

never get over doing and acting;
never get past: cutting the cake — breaking the brick.

But out of this stage,
a man recognizes that the acts which he knows to be creditable and profitable for him
are the actions never taken.

J

for long, and vigorously *Might this be pertinent to the paucity of amphibian pastry chefs?

If it is difficult to understand — it is not understanding.
Ordinary men strain their brains to comprehend,
while the certain man sits idly by the pond.