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EVEN THOSE WITH FULL DECKS
DON’T NORMALLY PLAY FULL HANDS
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August 1, 2003 © 2003: JAN COX
One man says he hears a lot about people playing mind-games on each other,
and notes that this leaves him out.
(Uh uh! — if you wanna know more, you’ll have to ask him.)
And the ruler of one land only allows himself to photographed while in the royal nude, and has further forbade any attempted public analysis thereof.
(Now he may know something more worth knowing.)
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It is rumored that a certain city writer is the subject of Star Chamber proceedings brought against him by the: We’re Extremely Serious Literary Guild;
the charge being that he proposed all authors, whenever they reach a place
in their work wherein they clearly do not know what they are talking about,
must leave a number of blank pages, reflective by some measure, of their ignorance.
(They should all be well reminded of the fact that man’s cultural reality cannot live, filled with holes or blank spaces.)
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The peripatetic self-reference embedded in all of man’s systems devoted to his spiritual development ultimately becomes their essence and raison d’être,
not unlike how a man’s continual mindless describing of the kind of person he is
finally becomes what he thinks he should actually be.
All of man’s invented metaphysical interests can be seen as arising from
his disinclination to mentally look reality point blank in the face,
as can his mind’s portraying of himself to be a metaphysical creature
coming from an instinct not to see himself as he clearly is.
Fact: No thing, no person who will say what they are — are that.
(In fact, you could say that each man’s mental conception of him as a unique, complex, free willed individual is his own private brand of mysticism.)
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A Good-News/Indifferent-News Story.
If you invent your own world (man’s cultural/spiritual one) —
you can invent all the stuff that doesn’t exist in it,
(that is the Indifferent News, the Good News is):
the same thing — while understanding it.
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To truly pursue the rebel’s grail you must be prepared in times of need —
to eat your own foot,
(and in times of plenty — to grin at such necessities).
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A severely passionate chap climbed to the top of a wind-swept, mopped & waxed hill, and shouted to the heavens:
“Oh Great Ones! — I regret that I have but one mind to offer unto thy service,”
and one of the gods asked another:
“’One’ — he did say: ‘One mind’ didn’t he?! Jeeze! — that was a close call!”
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Above his early-morning bathroom-mirror one guy has posted this note: “Remember:
The end is not yet come — not ‘til ALL the nuts have worked loose — and fallen off.”
(“Well, thank god at least, for small hopes.” —
“I heard that,” retorted someone’s mind.)
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In a surprising and unprecedented move,
one city announced: “Most problems here have no solution.”
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On another world, the creatures became so desperate over their
crumbling judicial structure, and vanishing resources of ammunition
that they began executing judges by having them shot by cannons loaded with
balled up poets at close range.
(“Uuuugh! — not at close range!”)
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One day a chap said to his inner partner:
“Man! — you’d be scared to death if you knew what I know!’ —
to which the other part replied:
“What do you mean: ‘If’! Look at me! — how do you think I got this pale —
hoofin’ buckets of water up a hill?!”
(And one fellow asks if it is not “just possible”
that the first nut to work off will do so as a ploy.)
A duck holding a mortgage is no laughing matter.
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How Mind Works: Example 34.
Every word has its own taste — except the word, “taste.”
(Justice is always being served in the 3-D Dining Hall regardless of who’s present,
late, absent, or un hungry.)
How Mind Works: Example 37.
One man developed an apparatus he calls: The Info Phone —
it doesn’t serve as named — but he keeps calling on it just the same.
“Excusez moi: but do you take your knowledge with one or two lumps?”
“I say: is that a camel, or a horse who’s just glad to see me?”
Every time a car passes his house being intentionally noisy, this one man leaves town.
Corollary: the reason the fully realized man is never seen is that he is never there.
J
A man with a bio is a hunchback.
(“Repugnant, Repugnant — let down your stats!”)