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Amnesia II…

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Spontaneous Internal Combustion.

You may have heard of the phenomenon?

It can now be regarded as the final death-knell for the Theory of Evolution by Natural Selection.

It is hardly likely that any ‘new species’ would simultaneously errupt on the face of the planet like so many hot flushes.

Yet, once a memory is framed, and accepted, it can be true at all times and all places without ‘compunction’.

It also means, that we are born into a past that never happened,

and pass-on into a future that is real.

 

Still Stone-Less At-Chat…

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“No one in their right mind believes that stones can walk.”

“Despite the fact that the Folk-Record is unequivocable on this point.”

“It is also unequivocable about stones dancing, and drinking from streams.”

“I may be able to clarify the streams. They may be underground.”

“They may even be telluric currents, but you promised.”

“That, unfortunately, is deductive reasoning for you. It was the only bit of wall we had not checked.”

“We had so checked it… last time.”

“Only from a distance and that does not count.”

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As it turned out there proved to be another bit of wall we had not checked.

Also distant and too far away to consider once the snow started.

I mean, really started.

There were compensations though, like the trees and the wildlife.

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“Are you sure it isn’t the Throne-Stone?”

“Not near enough to the wall and the gate.”

“But the wall is a mnenomic. Your mind could easily have contracted the distance.”

“Not the right size, or colour.”

“Like that’s not easily accounted for.”

“Maybe you’re right and I’ve discovered a new species of stone, which can walk!”

“But that would be a New-Old species of stone.”

“So perhaps it just went for a stroll, again.”

“What, in the snow?”

“…We did.”

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Ship-Shape…

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Is modern Psychology anchored in prejudice?

Does genuine enquiry inevitably struggle with subliminal obstacles?

If the very idea of a mutually dependant ‘good’ and ‘bad’ is met with revulsion, how much more nausea can be expected from the suggestion to derive ‘good’ impulses from ‘bad’ ones?

And if our investigator goes still further and regards, envy, pride, covetousness and lust et al., as emotions which are essential to the experience of life, so that in their heightening, life too can be heightened, do our ship-mates throw up on deck en masse?

There are, after all, far stranger philosophies abroad…

Should your own vessel be blown into these storm-tossed seas, hold on tight to the rails, we sail through previously unavigable waters, and those who bring along with them an Old Self, to transcend, will perchance be entitled to request in return that Psychology should once again be hailed, ‘The Mistress of New Territories!’

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Cogito…

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Doesn’t everyone now know that Physics is a sensual arrangement and interpretation of the world?

Doesn’t everyone now accept that the objective world cannot be the work of our sense organs, alone?

Still, the lover of wisdom must analyse everything.

‘I think,’ for example…

Who thinks?

Is it not, rather, the case that a thought occurs when ‘it’ wants and not when ‘I’ want?

What thinks?

From here, it is but a small step to dispense even with a subject for this ‘activity’.

Which leaves us…

Thinking.

 

 

Kingship II…

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 … “We are talking ‘Divine Kingship’ here, are we not?” asks Wen.

“Possibly… Possibly, not. It is not exactly clear is it? One thing is apparent though.”

“Oh yes?”

“At this juncture in time the institution was already ancient.”

“What makes you so sure?”

“The kingly duties listed here would originally have fallen to different individuals.”

“You mean, our king has been busy usurping the functions of his ruling elite?”

“Something like that.”

“Naughty, naughty, Mr Kingship!”

“Indeed! In cases such as these we may even have to consider the introduction of terrible consequences before the break down of this venerable institution.”

“Oh, Don, you say the kindest things.”

Scribes II…

 

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… “When in doubt,” smiles Wen, producing a battered copy of Longmans from the murky depths of her shoulder bag, and, rather too conspicuously, for my liking, clearing her throat…

Sure enough, this unwarranted live event has now started to draw the attention of some idle strays who sidle over and form a crescent around Wen as she finally gets her reading specs onto her conk and launches into the definition…

“Incantation – noun the use of spoken or sung spells as part of a magic ritual; also, a written or recited magical formula of words designed to produce a particular effect fr Latin incantus, past participle of incatare, to enchant…”

“That’s not too bad, considering,” I concede, after I have finished dragging Wen away from our audience of somewhat bemused looking spectators.

“It’s bloody brilliant,” says Wen, “and so precise!”

“A chorus, it is then.”

Creation II…

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… “We find the information on this board to be, ever so slightly, uncomfortable.”

“It’s slave mentality.”

“And it’s metallic mind.”

 “’The blood of the slain God’ is, perhaps, most perplexing.”

“It might be more than that if the Gods were Planetary Beings.”

“How so?”

“There is an asteroid belt orbiting the earth which some claim used to be a planet.”

“Which makes my next question even more pertinent.”

“Shouldn’t that be impertinent?”

“Who, or what, slew the God?”

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