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© 2000: Jan Cox

October 15,2000.  I am again in my private non localized lodge which in fact, is always with me wherever I am. (You should have such a retreat yourself; they are not expensive, and quickly pay for themselves in ways you would not foresee.) 

The news from the routine world is same as always. A couple of weather or geological disasters, which get only brief coverage compared to man made ones such as the numerous conflicts always taking place   between various groups, and of course the ever popular stories of outrages committed by individuals.
 Has it ever struck you that what I have just described also takes place daily inside of you?  You are your own walking-around-personal-world-of-news.
You experience periodic internal "natural disasters", (physical ills), in your instinctive realm, and there are also ongoing conflicts between opposing factions both in your instinctive physical world, (e.g. white blood cells and bacteria), and in your intangible mental one, (ideas-in-collision).  And lastly in parallel do you have a solitary rogue roaming about inside of you who periodically makes a disturbing public appearance.  I say that you internally track perfectly the world outside of you, which, once your head is cleared, is instantly understandable in that there is no separation between the world inside of you and the one without.  This fact is common knowledge to your instinctive, physical self, but not even suspected by your ordinary mental self.  It indeed holds an antipodal view, and one that is necessary for its routine operation.  Living in your head by such a view is called, "being confused & mistaken," and the holding of this mistaken mentation is the cause of all the mortally originated news you hear about.

A clear headed man who knows what is going on resides in a private retreat that has no imaginary walls, nor illusionary doors.  He is in there safely alone, and yet it is completely open.  He can be seen, but no one really sees him.  He can be heard to speak, but is only heard to say that which you wanted to hear.  His home is your home, since this universe and reality is everyone’s home equally.  His home is your home, but you cannot get in.

For four thousand years have some men spoken about the idea of a "special awakening" in a man’s consciousness whereby he gains a superior knowledge of life.  But few who dream of it ever picture it as described in the above paragraph.

The one problem in trying to achieve this non standard state of mind is that you unavoidably must start by studying and following some already established system devoted to that end, but no matter the system, and regardless of your intelligence and sincerity, unless extraordinary measures are eventually employed, you end up doing nothing but thinking about the system.  You may become an expert on the system, but it does not produce the special awakening in your conscious thought.

You start out for Shangri La in a group  -- 
    if you get there, it will be alone.

If you find this troublesome you probably are not going there.  The circumstances of this adventure are what they are, and you will eventually discover that they carry no trace of being either favorable or unfavorable; neither are they unpleasant nor semi unpleasant.

The circumstances needed to awaken are not those of a system or teaching, but are the present circumstances of you  --   OF you, and IN you.   There is your system to awaken, but few have the inclination to study it. It is too boring.  It is too close to home.  It is too familiar,  and above all it is too dangerous, too costly, too much fun and it might actually work.
 
 
 

A son asked his father: "What do I do now?"
and he replied: "What did you just do?"
and the lad said: "I just asked you, ‘What do I do now?’" and the elder said: "Then let me ask you this: what did you just do?   AND  --
how long before you trip right over the obvious nature of words and the fall clears your head up?" 

Many kids on a merry go ‘round believe they are on the road to enlightenment.
….see, and here’s the thing: there is no one on the merry go round with them to know and say otherwise.

…Oh yeah, and another thing:
Ride the ride alone and you might just make it;
ride it in a group with a tour guide, and you will of course have the companionship missing in the solo adventure.

…Oh yeah, this also:
Inside you are alone,
regardless of the illusion caused by consciousness being both speaker and listener to itself, there is no one in there but you.
(And it is not a proven fact that what you hear in there is you.

          ……wouldn’t THAT be a relief?!?!)
 

It is a beautiful day here, but it is always so when you are home  --   and know it.

   It’s Sunday  --   you should get out of that house where you are more often.
….come on, get out.
It’s the same out there as it is in here, and on Mondays, vice versa.
 
                                    Jan
 
 
 
 

 

As long as you take "out there" to actually BE, "out there"

Nothing out in life is as serious as a heart attack,
and nothing is more so.

And one man sang to himself:
"I am asleep, thus
everyone’s asleep."

The logic is insane!
  The reality is irrefutable.

 

 

 

One voice said: "Nothing affects me."
Another voice said: "Everything affects me,"
and both voices live in the same house.

 

 

 

One man had a son named Insy, and another named Mensy, and they were always fighting, except Insy didn’t realize it.
"What an idiot!" said Mensy,
but Mensy was the idiot cause he kept up the fighting even after he knew that Insy didn’t realize what was going on.


You can beat up on your house -- OR
you can imagine that it beats up on you.

Only a man with a cluttered attic sleeps under a house.

Instinct knows what it is doing but says nothing about it.
Thought never knows what it is doing --
which is why it’s always yakin’.


 
A man who talks to himself has nothing worthwhile to do.
Talking to yourself will keep you from having anything worthwhile to do.

And remember: People do not talk to themselves --  talk does.

 

When one man first got on the train he called the clicking of the wheels on the tracks, "consciousness."
Later in the journey he started to call the noise, "thoughts."
Then further down the line he began to refer to the sound as,
  "words."

When the conductor learned of this he asked himself:
"Is that man making progress apart from the motion of the
train?"

The devilishly tricky part of studying how to do something
that doesn’t tangibly exist is that in the study,
the medium, which by its nature is empty,
will unwittingly be taken to be the something.


To be asleep is to be whipping on an inept water carrier who only has a bucket courtesy of your imagination.

To be awake is to no longer whine over spilled nonexistent milk --
………or any other imaginary, " Sad News of The World."

 

Believe me, once you get home, (or for you more ripened readers, once you realize that you are home),
bad, sad news ceases to exist.
Inside a wall-less house, everything is okay.
Within a boundless structure nothing matters
except things that tangibly matter to Insy.
Distinguishing the significant from the irrelevant is impossible for Mensy in that his whole house is furnished in Early Irrelevant.

Does anyone know that I am still pointing to the very circumstances in your head that make you want to awaken, which are also the very same ones which jump all around, yell and wave their arms and generally distract you from seeing what you should.

  Don’t get discouraged.
Don’t let ‘em distract you without a struggle --
-- and all the struggle amounts to is just looking at them.

Believe me, the whole thing is much simpler than anyone ever imagines
in the beginning.
Thing is,
you got to get damn well down the line before that fact begins to dawn on you.

I’m trying to save you some time.

J