JAN'S FRESH
REAL NEWS
© 2001: JAN
COX
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December
1, 2001.
Several
notable sentences everyone has heard or said are built around the idea
of,
“thinking
too much”,
(“You
think too much,” “He thinks too much,” “I think too much”),
but
with ordinary men it is a matter moot;
for
amongst them it comes into use only at times when, from their view,
some
idèe fix has unprofitably overtaken theirs or someone else’s
mind.
If,
beyond their control, a certain series of words continually appears in
a person’s mind and reaches an intensity specific to them,
they
find the constant repetitive neural activity intolerable,
and
will complain there of, even seek relief there from
via
drugs, booze, counseling, or attempted self-treatment.
Everyone
is familiar with the experience and knows exactly what ordinary people
mean by the term/accusation/explanation: “I/you think too much”
but
true exactness would demand that you recognize that ordinary men’s minds
have no actual understanding of what is behind, in the middle, and in front
of
their
concept of, “thinking too much”;
it
requires a mind that has engaged in a relentless & brutal pursuit of
itself
to
see straight through this 360° environment-of-mirrors.
When
you experience that great glass breaking day,
and
suddenly realize for yourself, the true nature of thought,
you
will then after have two personal, private classifications of thought:
that
type which everyone has automatically,
and
the sort of which you are now able to experience;
they
both are electrochemical activity in the brain,
but
that is all they have in common.
Men’s
ordinary thinking is as mechanical as their heartbeat,
and
the words it generally spawns of no more significance than
the
sounds of that chest organ beating;
the
other kind of thought of which a person-who-knows is capable
is
so different in quality, content, purpose & outcome as to literally
be incomprehensible to man’s ordinary thinking no matter how it is described.
Other
than the temporary annoyance of a mental fixation of a string of words,
ordinary
men cannot in any way, “think too much” –
the
brain cannot do itself damage by having more thoughts than it should have
in
the way that the heart can suffer from an increase in its normal pumping
of blood.
“Thinking
too much” is like drinking too much water: a physical non starter.
People
born with that particular anomalistic wiring in that
certain
area of their brain however, stand in perspective distinct from everyone
else; they can “think too much” but not in quantitative measure.
Once
such a person has had sufficient experience in their pursuit of the elusive
goal, they realize that the words/thoughts/ideas that effortlessly and
automatically
pass
through their mental consciousness have no importance to their life,
and
certainly none pertinent to that secretive head treasure they seek.
These
word-realities may at times be highly entertaining and enjoyable,
but
as that esteemed mystic, Saint Solitary said:
“Playing
with yourself can certainly be fun -- but it won’t fix
your bicycle.”
For
those truly bent on achieving extraordinary sight,
everything
that goes on in your mind which is automatic and repetitive
is
a hindrance -- not just an irrelevancy, (like with ordinary people),
but
an in-your-face, (well, actually behind it), barrier to non clogged vision.
The
“thinking too much” of the few is in any amount of such thinking.
Simple
observation shows it is natural and thus obviously necessary that
the
heart never stop beating, the lungs stop breathing,
the
liver stop cleansing or the brain stop thinking,
but
who takes conscious notice of the activity of the first three?
It
is not necessary; it is not helpful; it is not desirable,
but
part of consciousness’ innate structure is
consciousness
of its own activity;
if
the heart is “conscious” of its beating -- we have no way of
knowing it,
but
it is impossible not to know that your consciousness is conscious
of what it is doing .........and yet, for the highly specialized interest
of the few,
“conscious
of what IT IS DOING” is not an accurate description,
for
in matters concerned with itself, rather than with those outside itself,
it
does nothing;
activity
is certainly there,
but
the activity does not result in anything happening;
the
thinking does not cause anything to move or to change.
Thoughts
play with themselves;
chase
their own tails & stories;
they
engage in a solitary game of syntactic grab ass;
it is something to do -- but something that does
not DO anything.
When
the select few realize this adequately, they immediately want to know
how
to stop this endless, meaningless noise in their head,
but
if you knew nothing of anatomy and heard a pounding in your chest
(which
was the beating of your heart)
you
would not want it quieted until you were fully advised of
the
normal operation of that essential organ --
at
which point you would accept the sound as a natural part of your being
alive.
Wanting
to change something about yourself is silly
if
you do not understand what is involved;
those
with no comprehension of this,
(but
with a glib tongue and a need to be noticed),
have
opined that such is dangerous -- but it is not: it is simply futile.
Once
you personally recognize -- with blood, Arctic cold --
the
complete uselessness and meaninglessness of all the sentences which life
runs
through your head -- about things that exist no where
save in your head,
the
question, (based on practical reasons & natural restraints),
should
not be: “How can I stop the endless commentary?” -- but rather:
“What the
hell am I doing listening to it?!”
It
is one thing to be dozing and distracted, and quite another to have stood
by
your
own bedside -- wide awake to what was going on –
and
then continue to passively allow what seems to be your controllable attention
--
--
at least it is controllable when you REMEMBER
the words which
SAY that it is --
to be caught up in the drivel.
Letting
both your inner and physical eyes/I’s be held by this natural state of
things,
is
to be a passive participant in your own blindness, ignorance and frustration.
The
macaw can, figuratively -- drive you crazy (keep you asleep),
but
the rhino is always there -- right beneath you,
and
there is nothing the bird can think or say that will put him in
a dream.
Whenever
you suddenly realize yet again that your mind/thoughts/consciousness
was
totally some place else;
asleep;
dreaming, distracted and out of control,
even
though it was mind & thought that caught the situation –
don’t
look to thought after that to help you;
look
to your hands -- look to your feet -- look to physical
world;
look
anywhere but to thought --
once thought has clued you back in.
It
is not possible to think-too-much --
if
your thinking no longer has anything in common with the rest of the world’s;
what your mind can produce then is no longer tripe.
J