Enthusiasm

The young need no lectures on enthusiasm,

and they are wasted on the old,

so who does that leave who must have conceived of the word originally?

The promotion of routine affairs must be limited to but two pitches at a time, such as the sign at a restaurant that announces: "Good Food -- Open 24 Hours."

Or one at a bank: "Friendly Service -- Competitive Rates."

Or at almost any ordinary commercial enterprise: "Highest Quality -- Lowest Prices."

For, should they press on to a third description, it would turn out to be funny and not at all conducive to normal business success.

(Thus it is that aspects of man which appear naturally at one stage in his life, then just as naturally fade, must be but briefly thought about within this dichotomous context, or else your eyes might explode and you glimpse the unnatural.)

And a viewer writes:

"Just about the time I think you've gone as far afield from reality and reason as is possible, while still almost making some kind of sense, you surprise me and outdo yourself all over again, and I just wanted to write and thank you for this while I am momentarily in that special mental condition wherein it is possible for me to do so.”

“P.S. Is this, per chance, part of what you're up to?”
Yours Until It Happens Again (I Hope) etc.

Now for our Transcendental Thought for The Day:

'Tis a sorry civilian who'll accuse a mystic of being almost comprehensible.

One man's personal take on life was, "We're all a bunch of dick heads." (While his private member had a variation thereof.)

J.