One
day a man long engaged in the GreatStruggle
looked upon
the ordinary & mused:
“Just
think, every morning when they wake up,
they
are as conscious as they are going to be all
day!”
....and
you should realize by now that:
“Looking
upon the ordinary” means: Looking at your own ordinary consciousness.
“Pa,
is he trying to take up for ordinary people, there at the end?”
“Why I’m not sure son --
but they sure don’t need it, now do they.”
“Ahhhhhhhhh
--
well --
what am I supposed to say?.....................”
In
one form or the other: all non essential human activity is a neural resistance
to one’s hormonal temperament;
what
men label as their personality is one part of their brain objecting
to
operations
in other parts;
in
all ordinary humans, the neural activity in the cortex that produces consciousness
is
inherently dissatisfied with what the person non
consciously is;
this
alone is the motivation for religion, the arts, all the life sciences,
the
beverage & drug industries and the GreatStruggle.
Ordinary
men are driven to look for someone to blame,
or
some other reason for their perceived failures and so-called, self loathing,
while
a man who has broken through the struggle engages in no such,
in
that he can no longer fail --
not at the one thing of importance to him,
and
he has no self left for to loath, (or love for that matter).
The
hunger for enlightenment, liberation, awakening is nothing less than
an
extreme form of neural objection & resistance to one’s inherent hormonal
balance, come controlling temperament.
No
normal, sane person is satisfied with what they are internally;
in
the few, this has simply been taken to extremes,
...(and
the MightyFewChorus
sang out: “Praise be!”)
One
man cried out: “I need drugs! --
I need stimuli!”
and
his mind added: “Me too! --
me too!”
and
he said: “Who the hell d’you think I was speaking for!”
Even
though man is born to change his environment,
no
one actually has any personal complaint with physical reality;
‘tis
only with his own concocted second reality that he wrangles.
Fact:
There are two ways to be dissatisfied.
Real
Fact: There is only one --
and you dreamed it
up.
Consciousness is programmed to look for problems,
thus do men come to think of being alive as a problem.
“Pa
--
when should
I be concerned about paris
skies?”
“When you are under them.”
......“Pa?”
"Yes?”
“Are you actually talking about hormones?”
“Jeeze! --
you’re developing a suspicious streak.”
The
trouble with listening to someone else is that
they
have already listened to some one else also.
And
the name of the song is: “On and
On It Goes” aka:
“Civilization
The Beautiful” and sometimes: “My
Second Reality ‘Tis of Thee.”
Another
distinction between the ordinary and a man with OpenPlainsEyes
is
that not only does he not listen to anyone else –
he
doesn’t even listen to himself.
......(and
the name of his tune is: “On and
On It Goes -- ‘Til It STOPS!”)
A
son asked a father:
”Is
it the repetitious thinking that gives a man the sensation of having a
stable,
permanent self?”
“No --
it is the unrelenting consistency of his individual hormonal programming
which fuels the activity in his brain that men call thinking.”
“Then
self is nothing more than a physical liquid?”
“Are you getting thirsty?...................”
At
a recent conference a paper was presented, entitled:
“Is
Insanity Caused By The Particular Things A Man Thinks About --
Or
By Thinking Itself?”
...(You
might be interested to know that as soon as the title was announced,
the conference was canceled.)
Where can you turn when there is no where to turn to?
To the place in your consciousness responsible for such questions,
...(well, that is if you are really interested in actually knowing the
answer
to things.......[lots more say they are ‘til they’re brought up close,
then it’s suddenly, “Hi yo, Silver and
away!”])
Those
who say they can't, get-a-handle-on-this --
may lack the needed fingers;
but
if that be true, then why would you be interested in it in the first place?!
A
curious quandary.....could it be something else missing?.....
.....perhaps
the removal of yourself from City
din? --
pulling
your promising neurons out from under the hormonal waterfall.
“Pa
--
is it literally possible to do that?”
“Why certainly not, (you little idiot) --
I just said that.”
“For
the same reason as always, Pa?”
“For that very same reason son: to try and
keep us both out of DreamWorld.”
From
one solid perspective: nothing in a universe can be changed by
anything
in that universe --
but:
you
will never get your hands on the prize unless you relentlessly try --
--
acting as though this is not so.
If
there is one thing more improbable than, man-being-deluded,
it
is man becoming un-deluded
--
so --
there you are.
If you were natively of a mind to deal only in routine currency,
you would not be reading this, now would you.
And
speaking of that: a reader just emailed:
“In
the space-time continuum: is the body space, and the mind time?”
Outstanding
sir, but for today's porpoises replace hormones
for space,
and
neurons
for time;
hormones
live in the here and now;
neurons
in the sweet by and yore;
being
in that natural condition wherein your inherent hormonal activity
totally
--
totally
oversees your neural
makes
you dissatisfied with wherever you find yourself --
internally;
understanding
this gives you a shot at escape from TheCity.
And
son inquired of father:
“If
I study
enough --
and live long
enough, will I ever learn anything worthwhile?”
“Two responses: one is that you’re nuts,
and the other is: shut
up! --
before your jig is up.”
In the world of second reality,
if you keep repeating an idea long enough,
you will eventually believe it actually means something.
J
“Pa?”
“Yes?”
“Was
everything just explained?"