Jan Cox

Amongst the ordinary, a lover of architecture saying that he cannot find words to describe his feeling for architecture is taken as, “great insight.”  But never do men study the question of why they will stare at a specific second-reality area such as architecture, and ponder what it is about it that makes it indescribable, rather than investigating the more meaningful question: How can anything namable by thought then become indescribable?  (The ultimate, “What is going on here?” inquiry.)
 

Men automatically trust people in uniform, (cops, soldiers, priests), groups known to have sworn to conduct themselves according to specific, pre-established rules.  So also act ordinary people toward the thoughts that come to them.
 
 
 
A man struggling to make himself earnest in his speech, is approaching death.

Three topics are available for humans to talk about:  the physical world, other people, and oneself.  Some reasonably intelligent people engage in the first; some reasonably talented, in the second, and dunces in the third.
 
 

In various fashions can man be said to live in two worlds, (body and mind; instinct and thought). But in truth, only a man who knows-what-is-going-on actually does so, for once he knows-what-is-going-on, at any given instant after that he is either:  In the world of knowing-what-is-going-on, or else he is going along with what is going on in him.

J.
 
 

There is no way to say how an ordinary man would be better off.

Why thinketh ye that thar be a popular phrase, “Died before his time,” and not one in which the word “died” is replaced by its opposite?
 
 

When humans don’t have anything to talk about, they’ll sometimes make up something. (Just ‘tween us, make that all of the time.)
 

The ceaseless, non-essential, apparently pointless thoughts forever passing through men’s brains help support the impression that man is the instigator, or at least, active participant in his destiny! Why else would he be engaged in this totally useless activity, did he not do so willfully and intentionally?  It can’t be natural!  It must be some self-initiated foolishness.  This could be why the mind has no innate interest in self-examination.  It might reveal the truth about this matter. Yikes!
 
 

And the day’s final fact:
Someone asked the person who writes this Daily News page, “Man oh man, where do you get all that stuff?”  And before anyone could stop them, the news jumped in and said, “Aw, he just makes it all up!”  And lo, there was much moaning and loaning and ga-nashing of teeth, and the people were sorely affixed and cried out.  “Verily, verily we say unto us, ‘Holy hell!  Who threw the well in the well!’”  Suddenly – super suddenly, a great peace fell upon the land.  (Just ahead of the land doing so, everything eventually landed on itself anyway.)  And the moral – the moral, my friend – don’t get me started.  Just see to it that someday you too can be accused of just: Making it all up!

J.

There is no folly more exhilarating and gratifying than a human attempting to explain and analyze something in man’s thought based, second-reality.  Something, which exists only because man’s mind has conjured it.  (Detailed describing of Cinderella’s gown – Goot Got!)
 
 

Forget the proverbs you’ve heard, small streams from mighty rivers can flow and tiny trees from large acorns grow. (It’s one way life keeps men on their toes…and their neighbor’s.)
 

Attempting to do The Thing and get-to-the-bottom-of-life, is one of the few things for which the warning need not be issued: “Do not try this at home.”
 
  

The best thing about being a priest, rabbi, psychologist or guru, is that it doesn’t take long before you think you know it all.  (As contrasted to a man who really does know – he has forgotten it all.)
 
 

A chap in Essex has just completed a tally and says that 93.67% of everything man has ever written was some type of whine.


J.

For maximum results read the entire page as rapidly as possible.

Fact (1): The only Real education anyone ever receives is from their self.
Fact (2): Most people remain conspicuously ignorant and uneducated.
 
 

There are but three literatures: about the physical world, (science), about the human world (everything other than science), and the third type exists only in the heads of The Few.
 
 

The unenlightened always want to “reform society.”
The partially lightened, want to reform themselves.
The fully lit just want to be themselves.
 
 

A man who makes it a point to say that he is, “telling you what he really thinks,”
is telling you that he does not think.

 
 
 A father so advised a son: “If you simply have to comment on what seems to you to be the sometimes stupidity of man, don’t misfire and blame the men.  Put the blame where it belongs – on life.   ‘Tis the ocean that drives a drop to a life of crime, but note carefully; ‘tis not the conditions within the waters that is the cause – but the ocean itself.  It is a subtle but stringent distinction, unrealized but by a precious few drops.  At present there is no clinical evidence showing that this realization is of any specific benefit to such drops, although it does appear to please them greatly.”

J.

A man who wants you to know that he does not “take himself seriously,” takes himself quite seriously.  No one has ever seen an actual humble man…he would pass all notice.
 
 

Thought symbolically puts physical objects in conflict so as to make comparisons, which can lead to practical action.  When not engaged in such profitable affairs, it puts people’s ideas into conflict – for no other reason than entertainment.
 
 

Forget about opposed thumbs, tools and culture; what makes man singular is that he is the only species in which one creature tries to tell another one how to live its life.
 
 

There are two ways to judge, “how goes the life of man”:  by watching, and by listening.  That is, by watching how men actually live their lives, compared to listening to what they say about how they do.

 

Ordinary men are forever proffering that prayer, worship, charitable acts, are man’s best non-physical, (that is), spiritual nourishment.  Which is an unwitting, round-about way of saying that: thought is its own best nourishment.  It is in fact, its only source of nourishment, but made much, much richer, entertaining and useful when this fact is realized.

J.

Human thought wants to know what is going on.  It wants to know what is going on with any matter that catches its attention and that is thought’s job.  The more is thought a programmed ingredient in a man’s life, the stronger will be his belief that thought can eventually know what is going on regarding everything from man’s religiosity to the origin of the universe, and it is not part of thought’s job description to doubt this.

But there is one thing thought, (and thus man), can never know.  It is not the pseudo-humble, insightfully-appearing, self-effacing admission by some that perhaps man will never fully know “the nature of God, or what existed before the Big Bang” et al.  These are but meaningless defensive mutterings minds may make when momentarily maneuvered into a verbal corner. All-in-all, day-in-and-day-out, men’s thought has no abiding belief in itself having any fixed limits. Indeed having such would hamper its rightful operations, and this is the trading floor that supports men dealing in hopes, dreams and opinions, and each man offering his as fact.

From an out of town, up on a mountain, looking back, bushwhacker’s view, not only is there one specific thing thought will never know – there is nothing that thought knows even now.  Stomachs can only speculate on the nature of man, and man on the essence of life, and while nothing is certain in Vegas, church or the track, you can count on this:

 
Anyone who tells you the name of the force driving life is a fool.
No one knows or can know, and it is not ignorance to make such an admission, anything but…   (although to ordinary minds it doesn’t seem very exciting).
 
 

…Wake up to what’s really going on, then take up bungee jumping if you require additional excitement.

J.

In these daily comments thus far, the mind and thought has been the central topic, but thought does not drive man’s life.  Indeed the un-studied, wide ranging acceptance that it does, (or can), is at the core of all man’s uncertainties.  Need it be noted that man suffers no physical uncertainties, only ones that appear in verbal form in his brain’s thoughts, which gives rise to the semi-flaccid assertion of thought being the vital force.

But anyone with the-hunger sufficiently intent to be reading such as this, can readily look into this matter, totally within themselves.  Though it be tricky, slippery and evasive, thought’s position relative to what drives life and causes you to live the particular one you do, can be grasped, and in so doing will its claim to Chi-dom be exploded.

What men think does not make them live the life they lead.  Ordinary thought cannot be told this, it will, in a manner quite intellectually seeming, reject it by reflex.  But failure to realize better is the source of all men’s complaints regarding all other men’s periodical “irrationality.”  Thought declares that humans would not engage in any form of behavior that it sees as “self-destructive,” if people would only heed the logic of thought.

They thus acknowledge that there is something else vying with thought for the title of “Director of  Man,” which the psycho/socio/biologically inclined proffer to be the conflict between man’s animal nature and his human consciousness.  The religiously wound step forward to re-name and identify this as God struggling with his anti-god.  But none of them know what they are talking about in this matter.  From one valid view, they don’t have the slightest clue, and their verbal musings could just as well concern conditions in some other universe. While thought does not energize life, neither does the next common guess, instinct.  The word in its fullest connotations explains no more than does the word, thought.  Then to say that behind them both stands the specter of Prana, Chi, Tao, God, or the X-Force, and that this is what gives life to everything; is to say that even though the first train did not stop at the station to pick you up, there is another on the way which will.  Only the man who has delivered himself far out of town, can look back and see that the impression of the tracks going

J.

All over the world, throughout history, in an effort that seems honest, understandable and admirable, people have pondered what it is that drives the life of man.  But then duplicitously, ignorantly and self deceptively have they named it, (Chi, Prana, Tao, God), and then proceeded to talk about it as though they actually know what it is.  Exactly the kind of specious mental activity which keeps man needlessly disoriented, in that he is so in a world that is itself make believe and one of his own mind’s contrivance.

Beyond dispute, the one question whose answer would explain everything that man finds confusing or inexplicable, covering all areas from religion to politics and morality to veracity is: What force energizes life?  All other philosophical puzzlers are sub sets of this one.  Every question human thought has ever raised is contained herein, and it is simply the mother of all wonderings.  But something of this stature deserves better.

From the viewing level of ordinary minds, men verbally committed to describing and explaining the Vital Force are seen as engaged in a mighty, meaningful and decorous work.  While from a different, non-standard, unnecessary perspective, what they are doing is so baseless and self-deceptive as to be objectively shameful.  If we lived in a different universe, and readers and would-be see-ers and movers, were once again reminded that nothing is wrong with the standard goings on in this universe.  Even if there is, its native populace, (man), has no way of ever realizing it.

 
The purpose of these daily writings is to address the matters which the routine population take most seriously, from a perspective which life does not normally present to the mortal mind.  It does not mean, nor even hint that it is the “correct” view, as opposed to the common one.  Not hardly, but for the few determined to satisfy that certain-hunger, such a personal, unorthodox mental approach is absolutely necessary.
 

So from this private, minority, comparative perspective:
all descriptions and explanations of the energy that vitalizes life are patent idiocy,
and the more assured and assertive are the words thereabout –
the greater their foolishness.

J.

The poking of oneself in the eye, in the effort to locate an optometrist surely is a situation…the inspiration for carousels, ferris wheels; human debates and all other forms of circular entertainment.
 
 

The few must face it: the more-or-less normal human brain has no interest in, or even much tolerance for, thought looking at itself.  It is the very entry way to that which the few seek.  Men have called it by disparate names, and have attempted to describe what it is using a variety of terms, but it is all one thing – the very thing for which the brain has a natural aversion:  thought simply looking at itself
 
 

To ever see through man’s collective fog and satisfy that special hunger, you have only one small area of choice pertinent thereto:  you either have thought sit and simply look at itself, or you let it run its routine course.  One will see you sanely through your appointed days, the other will eventually result in something quite extraordinary and unexpected – which will blow open the can and let you eat.

…”Oh waiter!  Waiter:  there’s a fake me in my me.”

J.

You can weave various verbal rugs about the matter forever, but it still comes down to just these two availabilities.  When not irresistibly engaged with the rest of the brain’s activities in helping protect the organism’s health, thought is left to either sit and look at itself, or chase rainbows. (Colorful attractions without actual substance are the contents of man’s second reality.)

From one angle, the entire creation of the second reality could be viewed as the brain’s consciousness coping with the ever present question:  “What to do with these thoughts irrepressibly produced in me, when they are not forcefully engaged in their primary activity?” All of man’s cultural creations can be validly seen as the brain driving off-duty thought into creating its own make-believe world.  A world in which to run about and amuse itself as an alternative to sitting still, looking at itself.  (An activity that is clearly not acceptable to the near totality of human brains.)

From the few’s advanced perspective this situation could be:  let thought look at itself or let it be distracted.  (In classic mystical terms: be mindful or be asleep.)  Though as it turns out, per the brain’s inherent preference, it is not in practice as much a matter of letting thought do one or the other.  If left to its own proclivity, the brain will simply let off-the-clock thought chase after any passing rainbow-distraction in preference to allowing it to be still and look at itself.  So pragmatically, it is really a circumstance of having thought look at itself, as opposed to allowing it to do what it finds more agreeable.  It is like a free roaming dog randomly chasing passing cars:  thought chasing other thoughts.  The activity which constitutes man’s non-essential, non- physical, second, cultural reality.

What can be wrong with having a hobby?  As long as it is not eventually taken to be something more and its origin forgotten, which is precisely what the brain has generally done, and which is exactly what is behind the few’s desire for a change in the condition of their brain’s consciousness.  The disgusting though spirit-raising, pig-in-the-hungry’s-pantry, is that in the attempt to alter the way their brain deals with off-duty thought, they routinely become thoroughly distracted in the pursuit of distractions which purport to be instructions in how NOT to be distracted. 

J.