Never Mind All That
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AKS/News Item Gallery = jcap 1987-10-26 (0289)
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#289 Oct 26, 1987 – 1:56
Notes by TK
Kyroot reading to :06.
Ref. Diagram of State from Oct 8, 1987.
The Institutions (eg., military, religion, commerce etc) are The People–not buildings, weapons, etc.–and they are a larger reflection of man, but still molecular. Institutions seem deserving, however of a greater reverence and/or fear than any collection of people that comprise the Institution. Why is this? The Few should find it curious and worthwhile of exploration. Why does the concept of an Institution seem to have a greater impact on reality? (The ultimate question is: why are there things?) The People cannot design and build/operate anything external that is not a literal reflection of their internal state. From Styrofoam cups to jet engines, everything is a concrete paradigm of internals, of what man is. Everything is business. Everybody is somebody’s “bottom line.”
In the City there are different neighborhoods, broken down into various categories ethnic, religious etc. Each neighborhood has another that it fears/hates. And the City is open 24 hours–the city never sleeps–because the neighborhoods can’t trust each other. The Bushes are the seemingly underdeveloped, unincorporated fringes of the City, and are the object of indifference to City dwellers. They are seen as offering no profitable exploration potential.
In the City everybody remarks how “everything is relative” to the degree it is a cliché. But everything is relative; real relative–binary concepts couldn’t be closer kin. Example of Flatland beings observing scissors cutting thru their plane of perception as two separate blades (armies) apparently in conflict (but ‘relative’), where the reality seen from further dimensional perspective is unitary.
The City seems to be a closed system–so questions of where does extra energy come from must be treated by The Few with the “NMAT” dictum (Never Mind All That). Only 3-D events can inhabit the realm of the 3-D— i.e., be impossible or possible. The Real Revolutionist must be able to insert himself into the loop of the seeming impossible in the 3-D world. Even if the Real Revolutionist does lack the means of accomplishing his goal, he would refuse to accept that as the case.
Re: boredom. In the attempt to avoid ‘boredom’ the Real Revolutionist has got to first get out of the City since there’s nothing new there anyway. Then: attempt to do the new; or overdo the old. Never let ‘your song’ be played in the City–or change it if it should be played.
New motto for the Real Revolutionist: “If it seems to last beyond the initial flash–it’s meaningless”. The Real Revolutionist should have a ‘short attention span’; got to keep moving. Also, consider: bush boredom is infinitely preferable to what used to keep you excited in the City–suffering.
People in the City always say: “don’t take it personally”–but nobody takes anything personally anyway. Only things that can take the personal blow, is the neighborhood, the genetic pattern you are part of. Only the Real Revolutionist can take things really personally; he must do this or he cannot see, learn about or from anything.
1:51 Epilogue re: group expansion
Although he conserves all things as is possible, the
Revolutionist also knows that all things are ultimately
expendable and disposable…(Did I say “things” or “traits”?)
In the City, praises are sung to nationalism, humanism,
republicanism and socialism, but the Revolutionist knows that ALL
“isms” are prisons — for him. (It’s not so much that he doesn’t
“believe in” anything in the ordinary sense, it’s more like he
simply doesn’t believe in anything.)
The “correct” is useable, the “true”, debatable. (Do you
find it “interesting” that the State’s most expansive religion
dates Man’s history from his original act of rebellion?)
Heard another man say that “The Church is not subject to
reform in that it is a specific work-of-god, and thus, already
perfect.” (Guess who he worked for.)
Fact: If you’re going to Mongolia, go on to Outer. (It’s
not that much further anyway.)
During a single lifetime the mundane DOES seem to prevail.
The Real Revolutionist may be five hundred years ahead of
his time, or five minutes, but the result is still the same.
The Revolutionist must have a secret place from which he can
spy and gain privileged information without giving away any about
himself. (Singing, “In the Bushes, and within myself.”)
Alright, all you citified-thinkers and jelly-bean-
geometrists, answer me this: What is the shortest distance
between two heroes?
A Revolution needs the following: A defiant leader, and a
band of “Born again conformists”. (Until you are one, I guess
you gotta trust me again on this one.)
Yet another reason the Revolutionist is out in-the-Bushes
instead of serving with the People’s military is that he refuses
to wear a uniform. (Regimentation is Sergeant Carter to
freedom’s Gomer Pyle; uniformity, Pontius Pilate to the fun-on-
You do see by now that the Ruling Powers MUST be the eternal
foe of change, and that, coincidentally, they do reflect the
majority sentiments of the People.
The Real Revolutionist not only must perform without an
audience, but without even the THOUGHT of one.
Never deal in trumpets with a tone deaf trader, and traffic
not in icons with an atheist. They’re both too disinterested to
get properly entangled. (If it’s not a revolutionary deal, it’s
no deal at all.)
And in a particularly uncomfortable moment, as he shivered
in the wet, cold bushes, one recruit thought to himself, “All of
this is just a struggle to be ‘left alone’ by everyone but
Once, great wooly mystics were given to pronounce, “As
above, so below.” The update being, “As without, so within.”
(You can’t tell the players without a wind-sock. Plus, you can’t
find a mirror in a mercury mine.)
Has been remarked that “Words are the only things that last
forever”, and “not a moment too soon,” add I.
If the “correctness” — not “truth” — were known, the
Revolutionist has no country, hence, no chauvinistic allegiance.
The Body-of-Life is his secretly acknowledged homeland.
EVERYTHING is business.
If the Ruling Powers are able to crush all dissent and end
dissatisfaction, the People will be found to have committed
Man’s-Great-Opening-Lines, Number 4, and I quote: “It is
usually preferable to know what we are talking about…” (What
can I add? How do you improve on perfection?)