Jan Cox

To be alive and with thought is to feel besieged.  As though surrounded by contentious forces; beset by antagonistic voices under lifelong attack.

The more a man’s sense of himself and of life is in his thoughts, the greater the feeling of being besieged.  Under civilized conditions the threat is not physical assault – but mental/verbal, which seems to come both from without, and also somehow, from within.

As long as a man is under this sensation, every thought he has and word he speaks is colored by it.  Every thought he has and word he speaks is an expression of resistance to the perceived besiegement.  Every thought he has and word he utters is a criticism of the attacking forces and defense of his own beset mental city.

As long as a man’s consciousness is in this position, his mind feels there are forces constantly trying to close in on it.  A relentless crowd of voices around it, attempting to pen it in – and it fights back, and in so doing makes it impossible for it to see that the besiegement is not as it instinctively feels to be.

There has always been a Missing Possibility in every man’s attempt to understand objectively what being alive and being a human with thoughts about being-alive-and-being-human is really about.  The possibility of what it is changes everything and explains everything.

Although words can be put on it, another person cannot tell you what it is so that you will understand it, unless you have already spent a lifetime looking for it, and ten thousand other variables are in place.  But the germ of the Missing Possibility is as surely in you, as in any other human who has ever lived, and it would explain everything.

J.

There is but one thing understood by those-who-know, (and that is):
“That’s how it is.”  (Understood and with no mortal passion.)
 

 
There is an intelligence, in the chest, to rival the one in the head – “rival” HELL! 

Everything man thinks is a metaphor for something else, and all metaphors are symbols for still something else, and they are all hucksters, shills, stand-ins for things-as-they-are.  A fact that ordinarily conscious men are not permitted to face.
 
 

Remove the story-telling from second reality activity and it will collapse.  The pleasure a man receives while looking at a painting is the story-telling going on in his mind, (same with religious rituals, spectator sports, et al.)  …Oh yeah, yourself too.

The fat on a freeman’s cut of mental meat is always, “How do you feel about this idea?”

The only stories/myths worthy of a free man are those from his own consciousness.

J.

A new, self-produced consciousness is a friend who will always be there.  The old King has no real friends, just yes men with their own interests separate from his.  (Do not apply this to your natural-born consciousness and what it thinks about itself.  Do not most certainly – do not!)

Wanting attention on a mental basis is a most ordinary human trait.  (One most deadly for the few, or those desirous of doing something more than ordinary cartwheels and handstands.)

If you do not realize that there are people who are naturally dense then you are dense, or else to be congratulated on being extremely civilized and couth.

One man said harshly to something that suddenly occurred in his life:
“If you think I have to put up with this – you are badly mistaken!   Well, perhaps not badly…and maybe not mistaken – but be that as it may…”

Thoughts/minds live linearly while life operates omni-directionally.  All stories are linear while the occurrences they tell of are not.

To go along with your ordinary, natural-born mind is to fritter away your potential mental life.

J.

If you never use or think the phrase, “broken heart,” you may not be a terminal case.

In its constant replay of repetitive memories, the mind has obviously taken a lesson in efficiency from television dramas in their liberal use of flashbacks.  Scenes and dialogue already paid for; what is cheaper than living in the past.

How to undertake The Investigation:
Start at the top and work your way outward in all directions.

The way to tell you are common is:  if when someone by way of perfunctory greeting rhetorically asks, “How’s it going,” you tell them.
 

The few, in their mental forest, allow no one to roll their logs, nor do they roll those of others.(Leave-alone – be free-alone – is the only way can be done.)

One guy’s only response to any critical observation made about him personally is: “Pitiful, huh.”

Anything that must either exist or not exist – does neither.

J.

Little wit is required in attacking a dead man, (and this has nothing to do with criticizing a mystic or self-pity does it! Hell, who knows if it has anything to do with anything? It just sounds interesting.)

Notice:

Metaphors did not come into this world to be made fun of, but rather to do the serious work of compensating for you not making the proper fun of yourself in the correct scientific manner.

The word “ethics” present in a person’s vocabulary reveals a man without comprehension.

Being a part of man’s routine mental life is in placing your automatic, constantly running consciousness against the automatic, constantly running consciousness of another, and letting the resulting friction between the two take over the running of yours.

When one man heard of a song entitled, “Please don’t Talk About Me When I’m Gone,” he mused, “Hell, please don’t talk about me when I’m here!  And that goes especially for my own thoughts.”

Okay, try it this way:

There is no such thing as Genetic Determinism – except for those who say there is no such thing.

J.

It is one thing to want something you can never get, but a la mode to be in such a situation and never even know what the something is.
 

If you are the type of person who “has issues” with things in life, you are not the type of person to ever realize what is going on in life.

One purpose for men’s creation of God, was so they could have a way to feel they were under a dominant power which ruled not merely by physical force.
 

The most important part of standing on one foot is to stand entirely on the one foot.
 
 
More Regarding: “Leave everyone be:”
The ordinary want to realign their personality – the knowing simply abandon theirs.  Achieving a near non-human condition is the fast track for those who deeply thirst to understand the human condition.  Leaving everyone else alone is a damn fine start to such a study, specifically, letting them be free to tell and believe whatever stories they like.  (Related Item: not only is the mental world big enough for all of the differing ideas that come to men’s minds, indeed, it would not be as big, vibrant and valuable as it is were it not for all of the differing ideas.)

J

More Regarding the Mother of All Real Conspiracies:
That of men wanting to keep what they have; the rich wanting to keep their riches, and the ignorant, their ignorance.  This, to your own consciousness does damn well apply.  The free money involved in a life of thievery is just a side benefit to the real payoff – the excitement of flipping off the conspiracy.  The thrill for the few is figuring out how to make their own consciousness razz itself.
 
 

When men speak about what appear to be quite serious matters, (world economic, social and political problems), most of what is said is a kind of soothing, innocuous gobble de gook that actually says nothing – and for very good reason: there is nothing to be said.
 
 

Man is like a planet ruled by two complementary powers: one silent, serious and reliable, the other with pretenses to these traits.  Realizing the situation brings peace and pleasure to a man’s planet. If people trying to insult you matters to you, there is good cause for you to be insulted.



A truly ordinary man, given a choice between waking up to what is really going on and hearing a lecture about it, will choose the lecture.   Okay, it is a trick statement; everyone will initially choose the lecture – you can’t help yourself.

J.

All in all, at this second, seldom reached stage, the two consciousnesses’, the old common and the new enlightened, live side by side, complementarily, with one constructively feeding off the other.  Even, in a sense, learning from the other, but above all thoroughly enjoying its juxtaposition to the other.  What would be the point of being awake if you were not still in bed with a sleeper. Where’s the fun of being able to see if you are not with the blind?
 
 

You can never get away from you.  You cannot destroy the consciousness you were born with: asleep and confused.  All are born, and asleep half the time.  Even the awakened remain so, but even when original, dense consciousness is momentarily center stage, a man with a self-produced new consciousness is never fooled.  He knows it is all just a play being acted out on the stage of his consciousness, and his new consciousness never loses awareness of itself as a hip audience who no longer takes the merely entertaining act seriously, as does everyone else.
 
 

So, all of the few inescapably initially believe the goal is to do away completely with their old, sleeping, unenlightened consciousness, and replace it permanently with a new awakened one. Then, have they had any success in the matter, one day a non-standard consciousness suddenly appears in their brain which sees exactly what is going on in itself; which explains everything that is going on in life.  Then the two compete for time in control of the operations in the brain that produce thoughts and result in overall consciousness.  Then sometimes a man is awake and sometimes asleep; sometimes in the dark again, sometimes in the light.  But always still struggling, and always bothered by not being able to completely do away with the inferior consciousness, his head tells, then listens to and accepts self-deluding stories, that purport to explain away this unacceptable conflicting condition.

But if he would persevere, far beyond any point he has ever heard about in descriptions of this wild adventure, he might discover a place wherein the “dumb” lion still lies down next to the “enlightened” lamb, and now the wooly one wallows pleasurably in the situation, and indeed benefits from its proximity to the beast in a way no man can describe.
 
 

From attempted replacement
to being in competition,
to complementing one another,
and thus completing a man’s consciousness.

J,

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.

The mythologies imprinted in men’s brains across this planet all tell of a hero, (consciousness), who dies in one condition and then returns in an improved one.  His nature is transformed from carnal to spiritual; from ignorant to enlightened, but always a matter of the old consciousness being replaced by a new.

Again, in spite of the species wide, innate support of this view, it is not true.  The reality of what occurs in ordinary people’s lives does not match the words they use to describe what occurs.  A man converts to religion X: his sinful-self dies, and is reborn as a self-proclaimed X-er.  Yet everyone, including him, clearly realizes that his old self has not disappeared and actually been replaced by a new X-self.  In momentary lucidity men will admit, “No, I am not truly an X-er, no one can actually meet the standard; all you can do is try, profess your allegiance thereto, then do the best you can.”  Simply and demonstratively, that is the way things are.
 
 

The few with that special, intensified hunger, who search outside the common religious and psychological structures for a way to transform the little person of consciousness within them, also think un-analytically in terms of replacing him.  They think of being presently in a sleeping, dark state of consciousness, but of achieving an awakened, enlightened state to replace it, but this is not what occurs.
 
 

The consciousness you were born with cannot be eradicated, it will always be with you.  A new consciousness that a few do somehow produce in their brain, does not replace the old one – it competes with it.  That is the first transformation (awakening, enlightenment, liberation),
and this is as far as most of the few ever take it.

However it happens, one day their consciousness suddenly realizes something, which causes it to know that the ways it had always thought about life were totally out of order.  This new consciousness will never see life in the old ways, but the appearance of the new consciousness does not spell the end of the old.  Their different views now simply compete.  Sometimes you are awake and aware of how life really is, and sometimes your natural-born, original little man of consciousness is back in charge and he sees things no differently than he ever has.

J.