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                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