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By Jack Joseph Smith

person may be able to rationalize that pain, but his only real understanding of it is his build up rememberance of other pains following during his life. It all becomes disrelated. He is perceiving the initial pain through the feelings of many other events. If to begin with, the pain was in the mind and at that point of mental pain, the person was stung, is what has happened is that the direction of the agony has been interrupted. Something has taken the place of what began at the source of reality. Illusion has taken over, because the real pain and where it was coming from, has been cast aside. The experiences of the senses is strong, but unless a man understands what is driving him toward those experiences, he will never feel the full sensual experience. Mind and body are both sensitive. By fight ing, you are not letting your mind experience sensitivity at the level it demands. The longer you fight because of mental agony, the longer the mental agony will continue. Fighting is something that is done after all points of the sensitive mind have fulfilled themselves. Before that is reached, fighting is useless. Absurd, you might say, because you can never win. I am going to get two more beers, I said. I walked to the bar and the lights seemed to be shimmering. After I had sat down, I laughed and started talking. When I first started going to Mount Lebanon, we used to have road races down to West Virginia. Wheeling was one of the towns we used to hit, but there were many more. We would wind through the back roads of the mountain country singing Ghost Riders in the Sky. My head was filled with wine and I knew I was charging out to death. There was a wild man, with a red and white buick century. He would sing as he would race, Ghost Riders in the Sky. His throat would vibrate like the wheels yelling in their spinning madness over night rain. Soemtimes the nights would be coal black and the depth of its presence would reach in your heart beneath

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Dani answers with a long meditation on pain, illusion, mind, body, and the uselessness of fighting before inward sensitivity has run its course, and the narrator then turns from that argument into a memory of drunken road races through West Virginia.

The page pivots from philosophy to motion without really breaking tone, because both parts are still about how pain gets displaced into sensation. Dani insists that blows interrupt rather than resolve agony, while the road-race memory shows exactly that appetite for interruption.

Claude

The speaker argues that a stung person's understanding of pain is 'his build up rememberance of other pains', that 'Illusion has taken over' when the real source is cast aside, and that fighting before 'all points of the sensitive mind have fulfilled themselves' is useless; the narrator fetches two more beers and the talk turns to drunken road races into West Virginia with a wild man in a 'red and white buick century' singing Ghost Riders in the Sky.

The argument treats fighting as a way of interrupting agony rather than ending it, and the memory that follows almost proves the point, since the road races are pure momentum 'charging out to death'. The 'coal black' nights and the throat that vibrates 'like the wheels yelling' give the page a sensory rush that the philosophy has just warned against.