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Reporting On The Only Sacrifices Worthwhile: Those With No Illusory Costs
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LIFE ON THE LAM  IS ONLY STRESSFUL IF
YOU ARE A LAMB

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 JANUARY 11, 2003                                                                  © 2003: JAN COX
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

A father asked a son: “Has it yet struck you that the basic rules of behavior and thought which all religions claim men should try to practice  --   the certain man does  --
but for the reason that not doing them makes him lose his concentration?”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

A father quizzed a son: “Concerning the stories of early man being driven from
an original paradise for some misstep,
which of the following reactions by adam would have revealed the greatest depth of intelligence when he was presented with god’s condemnation for his alleged faux pax:
to have begged for mercy, citing human nature as justification:
to have asked god at least for forgiveness;
to have resigned himself to his fate and left the Garden quietly,
or to have pretended not to hear what he said?
(this assumes you understand the, god-speaking-to-manthing as a symbol for
                                                                       the outbreak of thought in the human brain.)
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Significant Note: Only the truly insightful can play-dumb  --  think about it,
with the emphasis properly placed on: PLAY!

   When Uselessness knocks on the rebel’s door,
   he finds the event a solid bore.

       Roaming con men can’t take-you-in if you don’t let ‘em in.
           When useless thoughts appear at his mind
           the rebel turns, and leaves them behind.
All of the many things that can cause a man-on-the-scent
to lose his necessary concentration --   are rendered irrelevant by being ignored.
    A man with the minimally needed intelligence to pursue TheThing
    pays no heed to foolishness, whether its source be without, or within,
    and never realizing they are the same  --  is the closest thing to a rebel sin,
                                                                                                  (“sin” as in, off-the-chart denseness).
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

How can a man accomplish anything without concentration;
how can a man do anything that is not instinctive to his nature
without concentration;
how can a man make any change to the way his mind works
without persistent concentration on his mind?
    Any special-offer that has conditions, is no special offer;
    in the city, all special offers have conditions;
    it is not necessary for the area of the brain that acts as entry way for
    the thoughts ordinarily provided to man to take any notice of itself;
    it is absolutely necessary that it be made to do so
    for the special purpose of the certain man.

You will never realize what is really going on without personally realizing the ongoing, significant difference between your mind being merely a passive conduit for thoughts, and it trying to continually stay focused on this fact.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Today’s Helpful Household Hint:
the way to intensify an ill is to sleep on it,
(and don’t bother writing to ask if this is actually referring to something other than
physical ailments and nighttime in bed  --  you know damn well it does,
or else you’re reading this Daily News under false colors).
    One man has a personal anthem which he has named:
    “Things Always Look Worse Through A Squinty Eye” –
    for which he has never provided a written score, least (says he)
    his spelling of the word, “eye” in the title be discovered.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

One man proposes: “If people had to back-up everything they say,
the whole world would be constantly --  backing up!
and in a completely unrelated story, this item just in regarding: The Plight Of Man:
If you think  --  you never think that you personally  --  measure up!
and someone asks: “How about actions? --  if you act,
do you think that your actions never measure up?”  --  almost a useful question sir,
but a bit twisted:
pure “acts” are simply what they are, with the only measurement being
whether they accomplished the purpose for which one’s nature spurred them or not;
only with the after-the-fact addition of thought to the act does the concept and question appear of whether any such instinctive act was backed by sufficient personal effort --
which is a patent illusion when grasped aright  --   for there is no willful effort required for such actions and certainly nothing personal in their automatic execution.
Ergo, let us restate the earlier man’s proposal:
Ordinary thought about instinctive behavior always finds fault therewith  --
this is the intangible bedrock of man’s collective civilization;
routine thought also discovers its own activity to always fall short of total success;
ordinary thought, by its own programming, never feels itself to, measure-up,
and since ordinary men’s sense of themselves personally is reflected primarily in their thoughts  --  they never think of themselves as fully  --  measuring up.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The Myth Revisited
When the certain man’s branch of adam’s tree appeared,
it produced those who, through their uncommon wiring,
had a non standard understanding of the:
god/thought-moving-man’s-neural-activity-from-an-old-area-of-the-brain-into-a-new-one story,  whereby their view was not one of blaming god (thought)
for forcing him (his self awareness)
from an original place/state of peace & quiet
(a state of the brain in which there was no thought-&-talk),
but more like bemusedly tolerating him,
and in fact when it seems to make him (the collective mind of man) happy,
pretending that he did and does have the willful power to so direct human affairs.
(From the certain man’s secret perspective: a momentary, mildly amusing, and ultimately
                                                                                                                      meaningless indoor game.)
 
 








The Unbridgeable Distinction Between The Honorable Warrior,
And The City's Honorable Everyman:

the former lives, even allegorically dies, for nothing that ordinary men can measure,
while the latter is forever seeking any way out of having to make any efforts not absolutely necessary to just minimally stay alive (mental efforts especially).
    He is not called here a rebel for any overt behavior,
    but for his unseen resistance to all that man’s common, gods-of-thought
    want him to accept.
 
 
 

It is by living his inner life devoted thus that the certain man is, one day,
suddenly able to see in a way
that is decidedly uncommon and astoundingly informative.
 
 
 

For the real rebel  --   as long as he is breathing  --  school is in session.
 
 

J



 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Upon learning he was dying, one man said: "Well, thank god! --  I was afraid I was just (Yuk!) sick."

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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