Choicer Bait (for this Turkey Date)

Regarding recent news coming out of Ferguson, Mo. - which some might even call disturbing (the many who can't help "taking sides", and even defending it to the death!), but others enlightening (the few who can, and don't) - if you (the one currently tasting this choicer bait) didn't feel/experience yourself moving from the many (your usual abode - admit it) to the few (not so often - admit it), and soon afterwards (no more than a few seconds, really) find yourself newly eloquent, or extremely fluent on the topic in question, then your "way" is not the Real Way out of the nearly barren pond of minnows in which all humans reside, but just more of the same pond forevermore. (Hey, if not then, then when?)

Perhaps you heard, if you actually are able to Hear yet (and, if not now, then when?) the creaking of the back door opening just a tad, as you began slipping out the back, failing to realize - yet again - that a back door is NOT an Escape Hatch... here is the sound of the back door in creak-mode: "Of course, I had an enlightening moment, since MY way IS the REAL WAY, but ah'll be damned if I'm gonna prove it here, to you of all people (or even to myself... since I'm quite sure I know what I would say... well... if a gun was held to my head.")

Life inserts these minor bookmarks into the thick, thick, thuper-thick Book of Life (Larry hath a bit of a lithp,) marking all those "Wake Up People!" moments, that the many (99%) will miss, yet again, and only a few (1%) will Awaken within, thus slipping through that particular Escape Hatch revealed only for their sake, apparently, since only they were able to slip through unnoticed by the rest who stayed behind. Funny thing about the 1%'ers, but quite unknown by the 99%'ers: they've discovered how to recognize others of their kind, while everyone else still sees mirrored images of themselves (i.e., clueless without a care for consequences.) It's the same as a person walking through the party-house after the big bash last night while everyone is still sound asleep sprawled all around the place. They are clueless behind their eyes - trapped inside their silly dreams - without a care in the world, while the Awakened are quite able to locate all the other Awakened Ones.

Dig It! Or die as you were born.