Folgers in my cup
How did it get there?
This man alone knows the answer.
This man alone actively probed the questions of existence & put his discoveries into easily digestible slices of considerable frolic.
This man alone has taped a path to the full known-ledge of All-ness
Will you join him?
Or will you fail him
A Message from Our Foundre
“I speak of the origins of trefology. But first let me tell you a story. My mother, God rest ye merry gentlemen, suffered a shoulder injury at a political rally for Pat Paulsen. The balloons were dropped too early, you see, and she was right in the balloons deadly path. Thousands upon thousands of red balloons fell. It took the janitorial staff nearly three hours to recover her keys.
To our shame our beloved mother, once so joyfully irresolute, now found that she could no longer shrug. Leaving her completely helpless to express the concept of uncertainty.
Undaunted my mom decided to gain what French philosopher Pierre Levy called the ‘Totality of Knowledge’.
The last person to reach the state of ToK was 17th century Jesuit & polymath, Athanasius Kircher. AK is quite naturally the unofficial Patron Saint of Trefology.
For forty day & forty nights my mother debated when would be a good time to start. Five years later. She was done. She knew all. Later, after she had completed her journey of the mind. I asked my mother if it had been worth the trouble. She studied thoughtfully on the question and then replied, “Eh.”
Well, that was all the unlikely impetus I needed to try & discover an easier method for knowing ALL known things knownfully. (referred to in Trefology as the KKK — tho’ since renamed Not the KKK). Seconds into my research I made some incredible discoveries. Amazing stuff … like a bottled e-lectricty machine. My first thought was, “How can I use this to oppress the people I love?”
In Trefology I have distilled this same information into sizes no larger than a delicious pizza bagel bite. I think after you study trefology for a couple of hours, you’ll be surprised at just how little I knew.”
Taken from the Trefology lecture, The ABC’s of Learning the Alphabet. March 12, 1997
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*** My mother is not dead. She is fine.