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"The elephant"
Five stoned men stood in a small yard,
as an elephant walked in. The first man didn't see
anything at all because was he stoned of
the lack of sleep, but dreamt of things which were
unreal for the awaken others. The second
was stoned of nicotine, caffeine, DDT, over-
consumption of carbonhydrates, lack of
proteines and other chemicals which are essentials
of every day's menu, the Illuminates forced
the half-awaken to follow, in order to prevent them
from full awakening. "Hey", he said, "...there's
that great, smelly creature in the mid of the yard!".
The third man was stoned of marijuana and
said: "No, no, folks... this is the GOSTLY OLD
PARTY, like it REALLY is..., the DARK NIX
ON THE SOUL..." and he giggled mindlessly.
The fourth drove a trip on peyote and said:
"You don't recognize the secret behind... the elephant
is a poem, written in tons instead of verses",
and his eyes danced madly. The fifth was on acid
and said nothing because he praised the
elephant silently as the father of buddha. Then came
an insider into the lore of fragmasonry
and drove a nail (nine inches long!) of the
secret one into their hearts and said:
"Thou art all elephants!".
But nobody did understand...
[Book of Tiny Little Fragments, Ch.3, P.1, Brother Henner]