Trying to reprogram your consciousness, (wake-up, be enlightened), is the supreme act of individualism. The ultimate one-against-the-many, in that there is but one voice among the many in you which wants to, (plus the minor feature that everyone else in the ordinary world unwittingly resists your efforts by their natural indifference and inertia).
This is not a discouraging scene, but a factual one, which when grasped gives a more objective picture of the actual, working conditions under which your enterprise must take place. The desire for a differently operating consciousness is not worldwide in you – not all inclusive. Your gross anatomy has no knowledge-of, nor interest-in, your goal. It is confined entirely to your brain, and even there, to one specific area, and even there to but one particular neural firing, one voice, one thought.
In the few harboring this non routine thought, its allure is so powerful that it is felt to be a much more substantial entity than it is in truth. Its impact on them is so strong it is taken to be the sun in their mental solar system, but it is in fact just one planet among what is theoretically an unlimited number of such in one’s consciousness. Based on the natural depth of the port in which the thought is docked in a person, its influence in his life ranges from minimal to decisive.
Some people can placate the thought-desire to reorganize consciousness by reading about it; others by listening to live lectures about it; and many are satisfied with simply daydreaming about it. The minds of a minuscule few, however, are overwhelmed by it – every other thought known to man swept away by the one. It is these alone who profit from the full recognition of the neural situation being herein noted today.
The history of those professing involvement in this matter, is for them to feel, believe, say and accept that this one thought, whose sole interest is in radically altering the lives of all the other thoughts in them, is some sort of mystical, metaphysical “calling” – something quite distinct from the rest of their everyday consciousness, (not a surprising reaction…perhaps at one time…like maybe: June 3, 5002 B.C.).
J.