Mine-&-Thine

Another one of Life’s, at least, super-strokes, is in having its stuff, energies and impressions divided into mine-and-thine.  (An arm’s length is a terrible thing to waste.)

Why is it, you figure, that men have a word, “facts,” for what they take to be objective activity, and the word, “opinions,” for what they believe to be subjective, but have not comparable byplay regarding the emotions?

In case you’ve never thought about it this way, (and who has), human consciousness can know only one thing – relationships.

In the City, to properly present a truly “new idea,” that might fit on a single page, requires at least a hundred times that, just to provide the necessary intro.  This is inefficient for a Revolutionist, and yet he is not totally free from it.

I saw a brand new book in the window of that little shop I’ve mentioned before:  and the title, “The Handbook Of Modern Sex Therapy And Small Arms Of World War II.”

Beware, the mulch of the mind.

J.