Beware the Underwear of the Mind

Beware the underwear of the mind.

And you don’t think I can really enjoy myself when I visit the City? 
While standing in the lobby of a building I saw the following listings on its Directory: 

The National Institute of Satire

The Alabama Council of and for Panache

The Will & Advil Durant College of Histrionics

The Lower California Board of Epitomes

The Reformed Zen Privy of Nude Bricklaying

The Refried Wagner School of Humility

And then a poster nearby announcing the following two events:

The Wynton Tinley Wet & Wild Night of Willy Tingers

The Normal Vincent Peel Memorial Parade of Hip Shakin’ Mamas,

Both to be held in the Ye Olde Mountbatten Olympic Style Squatatorium…

I can hardly stand it.

The correct, true, “seizure of power” is never a past or future act, but must be now, amidst a process, in an ever active battle.

In a place not far down the road from your City, there was a guy who had this theory regarding human existence, and particularly the notion of déjà vu.  Well, he said that Men unknowingly live the same, one day over and over again, and the only reason people sometimes feel as though they do remember already doing some of this, is because of something they ate that day.  And thus it is that holy men, and the would-be-exceptional, without knowing why, have so often favored fasting, or at least doing with as little food as possible, so that they cut down on the possibility of something reminding them of the fact that we live the same day over and over, and over, and over.

J.