JAN’S DAILY FRESH NEWS
© 2001:
Jan
Cox
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October 4, 2001.
Ordinary people feel most at ease when imitating;
the few -- most ill at.
Man has an imitation gland;
no one has seen it, but everyone
is affected by it;
no one talks about it, but most
of their talk is driven by it.
Man has an imitation gland;
no one has taken it apart
-- but it holds everything together;
it infuriates real artists
--- but keeps everyone else sane.
To fit in, nothing is more
important than imitation;
not education, not sophistication,
not good looks or talent;
in ordinary men’s civilized
survival kit,
the significance of imitation
is without equal;
it overstates not the affair
to say that it is a necessity;
he who does not imitate -- does not get by.
If you would usefully see into
the crevices of this matter,
first distinguish clearly in
your mind between instinct & imitation,
for while all men share certain
behavior, (such as eating & sleeping), they do so due to the same instincts
being common to
all of a particular species,
but imitation picks up where
instinct ends;
instinct drives you to eat,
but imitation moves you to eat a specific dish because those around you
do.
Instinct makes you popular with breathing;
imitation makes you popular.
At its simplest level, imitation
shows up in dress;
if the local cavemen are wearing
leopard this year,
then leopard too shall be your
mode of attire;
are they now tying their hair
on top of their head,
then so will be your tonsorial
style,
(though rarely given conscious
note, the omnipresent reality of this is
too obvious to belabor, and
is of no specific significance to the core of
our interest in this affair),
suffice it to mark: all
cows in a herd look alike;
and all herds are constructed
of cows who want to look alike,
and do so through their imitation
of each other.
The work of the imitation
gland that directly bears on the search for
fresh understanding has to do
with how it affects man's collective mind -- -- and indeed, every
herd has such, which exerts near total control over which thoughts each
cow therein can meaningfully entertain,
in fact, those who have done
advanced study in this area do not say that cows can think, they say instead
that they, imitate
...(which fulfills their needs
just the same).
When all around him are sporting
beaver hats,
a normal man will don one himself,
and via the route that, “they
are attractive” –
not: “I must wear one because
everyone else is,” but rather:
“Everyone else is wearing
them because they are so attractive.
Just shows how good taste
amongst tasteful people, spreads,”
and when the imitation gland’s
effects rise above the material level of fashion and into the realm of
thought,
its manifestations are likewise
justified:
“I do not believe that such-&-such
idea is correct because
most everyone else believes
it is -- contraire --
the proof that the idea is
correct is in the fact that
so many people believe it
is;”
you are then, in-fashion,
and with no damage done to your mind’s
concept of it being independent
and free to consider -- then choose --
the ideas proper for it to embrace.
In
matters from fashion, to art to music, movies, literature, politics,
religion
and social morality, imitation is the key to the game;
from
top to bottom, back to front,
imitation
is what holds civilization together, and presents to man
a
sensation of comfortable continuity -- of predictability.
Within
a group, if everyone is trying to imitate everyone else
this
creates an atmosphere of safety;
each
cowperson feels that he can depend on every day to be about like
the
previous one,
and
that if enough people begin to wear a new style of shoe he finds
off
putting -- not to sweat:
“Soon
everyone will be wearing them (including me),
and
things will quickly be back to calm & normal.”
Nothing
contributes more to the sustenance of civilized existence;
of
peace and order, than imitation:
not
laws, not threats, but mere imitation.
(Note
that creatures without this gland have no civilizations).
Ordinary people feel most at ease when imitating;
the few -- most ill at.
Those born with that certain-hunger
to see more clearly than others
never speak of what they perceive
to be the primary impediment to increased vision as, “imitation”
-- but nonetheless,
it is what is at the bottom
of their vexation well;
they know they are dissatisfied
with the way their consciousness operates in allowing only certain data
in to be processed and accepted;
they know that they feel frustrated
and trapped -- not physically,
for every creature is “trapped”
physically in the world by
the laws of physics,
but trapped and confined to
a small, all-too-familiar inner place.
The root of their frustration
is that while a collateral affect of
the imitation gland is to keep
most people from making any distinction between thinking, and imitation,
in the few -- it fails;
even if they never say or think
it in these exact words,
what so bothers them is that
everything that naturally passes through their mind, and which everyone
else in the rest of the world accepts as being, “their thoughts”the
few recognize as an error in identification.
It is stupefying enough to have
your mind dominated by its
imitation of other people’s
thoughts,
but the near-brain-death condition
for the few comes from
their acceptance of their mind’s
imitation of the thoughts that
life sends through it, pretending
that they are its freely chosen own,
(put more simply, [or perhaps
not so], but nevertheless):
the frustration that drives
that certain-hunger
comes from a man’s thoughts
imitating themselves;
like The Invisible Man continually
pointing to himself (we assume)
and constantly reaffirming:
“Yeah, this is me --
right here………..yeah -- me........right here!”
If you ever expect to see for
yourself what is going on in life
then ignore completely what
other people say about life:
what they say about things is
neither correct nor incorrect --
it is worse -- it is useless
-- totally meaningless for your aim.
It matters not the subject,
the source nor the number of people
who insist it is correct or
not, indeed, the more who support,
the more useless it is.
Abandoning that alone will free
up the major portion of
most people’s lives, but the
real REAL jackpot is in turning a deaf ear to what is normally said in
your own head;
no one knows what (or who) they
are,
but everyone knows that when
they think about themselves,
at that moment there is undeniably
the sensation of them having a self, and a self (real or
conjured) that can think & feel itself separate from other intangible
features of man’s inner life,
(that is): a man can think the
sentence: “I have thoughts,”
(ignoring for an instant that
it is a thought making the statement),
and he can go further with this
certainly seemingly real sensation
and think the sentence:
“I did not select these particular
thoughts to have” -- or:
“I did choose them” --
it makes no difference,
the point is that you can, at
will, produce the immediate sensation in your head of there being a “you”
(doing the present thinking),
separate from the thoughts you have
had in the past, and those you
can have in the future,
and if you have the interest
sufficient to doggedly pursue this,
and look coldly in its face,
its entire constitution of imitation
will be revealed,
and all that is then left standing
is:
what is actually going
on.
Even life imitates; it imitates
itself;
the continuity of its expansion
is based on
graduations of imitations of
its own condition,
but life is not thinking about
what is going on in the way that humans do;
life thinks about what is going
on,
then men imitate what life thought,
but by then it is too late;
the original nourishment is
gone from the thinking.
Life feeds men’s minds leftovers:
its thinking from yesterday –
-- yestercentury
-- yestermillionlightyears.
It won’t do -- it simply won’t do for our purpose;
if you want to discover how
to use & enjoy the mind in a way
unknown to everyone around you,
stop giving any attention to
the minds of those around you;
to learn liberation-thinking,
ignore -- cut-your-mind-loose-from –
any & every thing that everyone else thinks & says.
There is no form of imitation
which will open your eyes & clear your mind;
there is no room for imitation of any kind
on that great metaphysical road to
Jacksonville Beach.
J