What is truly troubling the few is not the ideas or lives of other men, but the fact that they themselves are saddled with a troubled mind. A mind facing a problem everyone accepts, even relishes; a mind otherwise driven by mere troubles everyone still accepts, save the few. The few and everyone else have the same problem, staying alive and healthy.
Everyone’s I-was-born-with-it-mind carries the same troubles: its complaints with life and criticisms of everyone else. But, parting complete company with the conscious perspective of the rest of the world, the few can, (if they are lucky and apply themselves diligently to being lucky), find their own way to somehow peel the mental operation they were born with away from their full consciousness.
(There is no accurate term for this, but let us say “get-in-touch-with” another, normally unused ability of their brain.) This is called doin’ The Thing. This is the morning hanging of all troubles. Do The Thing and no one is in the cell to be taken out and…no one is any longer in that troubled room – not even you, (Well, even if at times you still are, you will no longer admit it.)
Troubles are the only thing that ordinary men take with them everywhere they go throughout their lives. Doin’ The Thing is all that is going on inside the head of a man doin’ The Thing.
J.