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THE SOUNDS COMING FROM
INDIVIDUAL CELLS SIGNIFY NOTHING
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The Silent Tunes: Music To The Ears Of A Few
FEBRUARY 17, 2005                                                            © 2005: JAN COX



Conversation.
“A way to determine the degree to which you are civilized
is the extent to which you favor consistency.”
    “But couldn’t this also be an indicator of something else?”
“....Oh  –   that: well, everything signals that             if you realize what’s really going on.
 
 

One man only serves freshly brewed coffee…...
and tries to only consume same........which leaves him drinking only his own.
 
 

An awake man has no institutional loyalties  --
  ordinary people have enough for both of them  --
    that’s what makes them ordinary (among other possible descriptions.)

It takes an entire village to soil a child’s diapers.



Heard in one man’s head:
“Ah, it’s great to be the conscious part of the brain and be the only one with talking-knowledge of what’s going on with the body;
I mostly can’t do anything about it  –   but  –   I know about it.
Yep, can’t do anything to affect it, but know what’s going on.
Yep.  (This is great -- right?!)
 
 

Not two people out of every billion want to know what’s really going on,
  and not two out of every billion who say they want to know, actually do.
    (And the living evidence is clear to any with open eyes.)
 
 

One man easily won his party’s nomination (even though he had no party loyalty).
  One man easily won his election (being the only candidate).
 
 

One man forced himself on everyone
  (if you consider a man’s natural-born self, everyone).
 
 

The Criminal Justice Of It All.
One man faced numerous-charges.
 
 

Being of ordinary consciousness also has the benefit of you not having to
willfully listen to yourself.
 
 

Slain and Pimple.
If you are not  --  in real time  --  responsible for what you hear in your head  –

you do not exist.



In one rebel camp, as soon as the troops complete their morning session of exercise and thinking, the commander addresses them, always in the same words:
“Look out there at life my lads  –  look out and ask yourselves:
‘Which do I fear most: pain?  ridicule?  deprivation?  death? –  or:
uncontrolled consciousness?’
(Those who need more time to consider the question  –  drop and give me a thousand.)”
 
 

Numerous life forms are imprisoned, but only one doesn’t realize it  –
the only one with the capacity TO realize it.
 
 

In spite of rational presumption, the cry: “Take no prisoners!”
could have originated with some prisoners.
 
 

Concerning Confessions.
Whining is an admission.
 
 

On amateur night, one trooper read an original poem which he titled:

“From Top To Bottom (And Midway In Between).
                                            Scatological humor,
                                            gave birth to the rumor,
                                            that humans’ most important parts are wrinkled by design.”
 
 

Graffito found in a rental tuxedo.
“The weak must always talk about themselves, and cities raise a din.
Hormones and physical instinct can work in silence  –  not so the rest of man  –
and his intangible creations.”
(“How true: you can either laugh or cry.”
    “How ‘bout: shut up?”
“Who asked you!”)
And a father said to a son: “Remember: If you will just grow up normally,
you’ll always be able to not see the connections.”
 
 

One man who (like everyone else) had his own daily show, would (when the mood hit him)
rerun one of his previous programs.
(You might be surprised how often the mood came upon him........then again, perhaps not.)
 
 

Dialogue.
“You can only be impressed with yourself while unconscious.”
    “Do you mean literally unconscious?”
“Just in man’s normal state of consciousness.”
 
 

According to his own silent admission:
One man makes himself sick  –  “But that’s okay,” says he,
since he can also make himself un sick.
     (“Are we a great life form or what!”)
 
 

Noted a son to a father:
“Any time my friends hear us converse,
they say they have no idea what you’re talking about.   Isn’t that weird?!”
    “It’s the same as men insisting that they can’t make head nor tail of life.”
 
 

Numerous life forms are imprisoned, but only one doesn’t understand it  –
the only one with the capacity TO understand it.
 
 

The so-called, Moral or lesson-to-be-learned from some human activity
is the last act in a three act play,
  performed by the audience,
    written & directed by: no-one-has-a-clue.
 
 

If you know how to look: Everything in man’s second reality is funny.
 
 

The speaker so declared:
“Consciousness is a precious thing  –   unless it is ordinary  –
(but even then it’s worth more at the butcher shop than cows’).”
He later confided that he always likes to conclude his remarks with
something the audience will find encouraging.............even if it is rubbish.
 
 

In certain areas of the prison: silence can be an impenetrable shield.
    (”But  –  Jeeze!
      What kinda willy-wimp would want the sort of protection that would provide?!
      You might as well be offering to stay a man’s hand from his own throat!
      Jeeze!  –  what a lamer.”)
 
 

One guy’s social uncertainties are now down to one: “Who do I have to thank?”



The extreme upper end of the human nervous system works in such a manner that
ordinary people aren’t conscious OF it working.
 
 
 

J

















One guard offered this advice:
"Never choke a chicken who’s just taken a laxative."








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