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JANUARY
2, 2003
©
2003: JAN COX
After
a man had been diagnosed with an ultimately fatal ill he one day said:
“Based
on how I now sometimes feel, I do not know if I am beginning to die,
or
just by coincidence have started experiencing very unusual physical sensations,”
a
comment which caused another man to realize:
“That
is exactly my case regarding what goes on with my mind.”
To
believe that you can escape from a certain place,
you
must first believe that you are in
that place:
this
is an early circumstance from which many who are initially interested in
the
life of the mental rebel never extricate themselves;
they
know they are not satisfied with where they are
(non
physically speaking)
but
a most difficult to realize viscidity of the situation is that they also
do not know where they presently are, and moreover -- are unable
to recognize that they do not;
they
do not like
where they are internally,
they
do not know
where they are internally,
but
they are made to say
that they do,
thus
effectively barring them from ever realizing that they do not know:
a
recipe for a routine life for a normal man,
but
one of frustration caused by ignorance for a few.
Perhaps
the toughest trick in the independent magician’s bag
is
to ever privately realize that whatever it is that so bothers you
--
--
you do not know what it is.
At
some early time in your interest in the revolutionist’s life you read,
and accepted someone else’s telling of what the bothersome thing is
-- everyone does --
--
there is no other way to get started in this elusive affair,
but
to ever progress beyond the introductory stage, somehow, someday
a
clear fact must suddenly leap into the face of your consciousness,
the
fact that you personally have no idea what it is that has for near
the
length of your entire memory made you feel restless and wanting to do something
-- or experience something that seems not available or possible,
where
you inwardly are now.
This
recognition is the first great release;
your
thinking is liberated from a captivity that you not only did not realize,
but
which in fact, you had been taking to be part of an escape plan.
In
spite of what history and current thought says,
this
one man insists that within his own mind the feudal system is alive and
thriving.
Nothing
that men call a problem is
worth thinking about --
unless
of course, you need for it to remain one.
Pastimes
in the city are not that easily come by;
after
he has et, sexed, and slept -- what is an ordinary man to do but
talk --
and
listen to others do so (books, movies, and of course, conversation
and speeches),
and
what is most talk about? -- the problems of being man.
If
you believe that by being human you have sinned, you should take it upon
yourself to accept every person’s calls from telemarketers.
Life
has programmed ordinary men such that if they have nothing worthwhile to
do themselves they will feel the urge to tell others what they should be
doing that would be worthwhile.
A
grandfather asked his son, who himself was a father:
“If
I get old enough, will it be anything like being enlightened?”
an
idea that if not so explosive would be funny.....................funny
and explosive.
In
city minds, anything seen as progress in their understanding of man
is
like a trompe l’oeil scrawled on a kindergarten wall;
when
nothing is happening man’s mind likes to chart and discuss the inactivity
-- which both conceals the fact of what it is and magically makes
it seem otherwise.
“True
Captain, the ship is still stuck at the dock,
but the designers’ discussions of the potential problem are moving along
nicely” --
and there is exemplified the illusion-as-reality that constitutes
all that
the
ordinary mind, knows
about the singular inner world it has created within itself;
mind’s
constructive position is thus:
“While
I as yet do not understand the nature of this special place, my ceaseless
activity (apparently sometimes pertinent thereto)
more than makes up for the lapse” --
Today’s
Hint:
if
the-secret
does reside in you, it is in hormones -- not neurons.
Today’s
Super Hint:
the
above hint (while useful) is ultimately invalid in
that
you
cannot ever get in touch with hormones without first going through neurons.
Okay,
Today’s
Super Duper Hint:
there
is actually no place internally from whence to begin an effort to
get
anywhere else.
Local reality (the world of dreams) is wherever the
mind is for the instant,
selectively looking;
universal reality is everywhere simultaneously --
undifferentiated, indescribable -- and the
whale that ate asia.
The
reason it is said that he who knows what is going on
does
not actually know anything is that:
what
is going on (unrecognized by routine minds) consumes
completely
all
that man’s mind calls, knowing.
The
realization
is like the supreme soup --
so
consummate that all you see is soup --
no
ingredients -- only soup.
J
“Dear Answer Man:
What word should be used to properly complete the following sentence:
‘Food is to the
body, as ____________ is to the mind’?”
In the place wherein
is to be found the
realization
--
it’s all soup
-- not the mind’s normal ingredients -- just pure soup.
Jan's
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