The Future Never Arrives

At a quite advanced age, a man began a rigorous study of the arts and sciences, and a neighbor, deeply impressed by this autumn scholarship, sought a smit of wisdom for himself by asking the elderly one why he had waited ‘til this late date in his life to undertake such studies.  And the grizzled gent replied, “Cause no one makes old farts take tests.”

The Real Revolutionist, no matter the time, no matter the place, is ALWAYS against established consciousness, which is simply the inability to think of more than one thing at a time.

Heard a fellow say that he liked to read things that “stimulated him to think,” that is, things that might make me “change my mind”; but changing your opinions to agree or disagree is not an expansion of thinking; from a Revolutionary view, it’s not really even thinking.

If you once acknowledge and pay homage to a ruler, you can then never defeat him in an argument.  (In fact, it becomes near impossible to even correct him.)

The best thing to be said about the mortally perceived “future” is that it never arrives.

J.