Unless the extraordinary few humans who ever somehow stumble into having this situation come into being in their brain press on after this. They can never admit to themselves the truth of their situation. No matter how judicious they attempt to be in their descriptions of themselves and what has occurred in them, their conception is still reflective of that mythological paradigm imprinted in men’s brains that believes that a real change in consciousness, not just minor refinements, consists of replacing the old with a new. Thus will those with that first extraordinary, eye opening neural experience say that, “Yes, I am now awake and enlightened.” A statement that only a man’s old consciousness would make, and thus they try to believe they now fully possess knowledge and freedom, but it is only relative and spasmodic.
Should a man push himself on, even after having accomplished what he seemed apparently after, that is: he now has, in competition with his old deluded consciousness, a new consciousness which, when it is momentarily in control, understands what is really going on in life, (at least compared to his old, natural born one). He faces the fact that his original sleeping, torpid consciousness is still alive and with him; will always be with him and that it has not changed or been enlightened one iota.
At this extended stage, by no longer trying to deceive himself regarding his condition, a man stops suffering over having within him a completely ordinary, opinionated, prejudiced, provincial, obstinate, repetitive consciousness with which his hard won, more insightful one must compete, and indeed, merely compete, it ceases to do. At this far from routine condition, a man’s new consciousness is not competition to his old one, but a complement to it.
The new, fully comprehending consciousness completes his original one. It takes the one sided, restricted views of his old consciousness, and turns them into open ended, universally expansive explosions of indescribable enjoyment.
These interpretations by new consciousness, of old consciousness’ various takes on life, produce a neural pleasure that readers, movie goers, and routine day dreamers have not even a suspicion of. An analogy could be that of a man, (new consciousness), who knows the full plot of a story and yet can still enjoy unraveling little twists of its telling along the way.
J.