Jan Cox Talk 0740

In the City, Health Is a “What Kind of Guy I Am” Hobby


Summary = See below
Condensed News Items = See Below
News Item Gallery = jcap 1990-07-18 -0740
Transcript = None
Key Words =


#740 Dec 17, 1990 – 1:12 
Notes by TK

Kyroot to :11. Health is noisy. Talk seems to be necessary tor the support of the health of the City; silence supports Real Revolutionist health. Health is a hobby in the City and usually is discussed in the form of “what kind of guy I am”; everyone is driven to talk about health.

The cost of upkeep of old thinking is not worth the expense for a Real Revolutionist. For the ordinary however, Life spares no expense to support the continuity. All expenses are justified by the furthered continuity of Life.

A man can spend his attention/energy for Life’s continuity or he can use it for his own private affairs; either way it all costs the same in the end.

Just because something has no name doesn’t mean it can’t be talked about. Everybody is a member of a secret army, an unidentified “home guard” whose job it is to defend the past. Everybody is kept on reserve, on call, in this secret army and are regularly called up to solemnly affirm the past on this basis: all the best in man has already been said, thought and written. Compare to the “Friends of the Future” in their Invisible Tower. Note that they do not have access to the same verbal arsenal to comment on their main interest, the future. There is nothing to be said, and their position although seeming to be overwhelmed by the verbosity of the home guard, they must he silent. The Friends of the Future are not in any conflict with the home guard.


…and Kyroot said:
On some planets they still say that,
“Just getting started is the hardest part.” These worlds however,
are just getting started.

…and Kyroot said:
In the new city
there’s no such thing as counterfeit glee.

…and Kyroot said:
Although he’d read the words of the song before,
when this one guy first heard the tune,
“I Did It My Way” actually performed,
and discovered it was sung seriously,
he became so frightened that he
traded in his stereo for a digital wok.

and Kyroot said:
Every universe yet discovered has, in some obscure corner,
a Silence Factory….
….(in some areas however,
they are running on short-shifts.)

..and Kyroot said:
“Oh, I get it”,
said one guy with City-fried hair, “What you call the ‘Secondary’ is just the Primary made useless.”
(Isn’t it nice to see people
“get it”
even if they do, even if they don’t).

..and Kyroot said:
Travel Tip For An Unbloodied Monday: If you go where you intended
reservations are not necessary.

…and Kyroot said:
Over in another world,
as he felt himself drifting away from his City’s religion,
rather than passively accepting the fact,
this one creature decided to revise his
participation in their reverent rituals;
thus, in their place of worship,
while others offered up their prayers and praise
to their deified figure in the normal fashion
he addressed the Infinite thusly,
“Hey, big guy – CHECK – IT – OUT!”

…and Kyroot said:
A certain famous artist
(who can also talk good)
was recently overheard to say
that “A little depression can be good for you.”
Which utterance reveals yet another facet
of that well worn proverb.

and Kyroot said:
If you want to be rid of another one, pound and ponder this:
In the forever debate over whether “reality” is what we think it is,
or whether it’s something else, look at it this way –
there wouldn’t BE any “reality” unless we
thought about it in the first place.

…and Kyroot said:
One guy’s comment is this;
“The point of civilization is inconvenience.”
….(No, you’re right,
don’t think about it.)

…and Kyroot said:
The cry in one kingdom became – “We must bring art to an abrupt halt.

…and Kyroot said:
Just because something doesn’t have a name doesn’t mean it can’t be talked about.

…and Kyroot said:
Your future
Already stirs within
The irrelevance of others.
…(P. and S.:
The last four words
denote possession – not a condition.)

…and Kyroot said:
As he lay on his death bed,
grasping for something or the other,
the ole dude declared,
“And to posterity I leave my illustrious thoughts,”
and all the little minions of the future
began to run around his bed shrieking
and pulling out their nose hairs shouting,
“Oh no – anything but that!”

…and Kyroot said:
Seven words found carved in a tree
near an old Revolutionist camp site – “A greater reality
thinks itself through me.”

07/18/90- (10.5)
and Kyroot said:
From one area I hear tell of a new variation
of an old City notion,
in this incarnation it’s known as the
“Bigger Confusion Theory”
which says that it’s alright if your own thoughts
sometimes confuse even you
as long as somewhere down the road
you can tell them to someone else
and confuse them even more.

…and Kyroot said:
For a time
(some time back)
this guy and his brother
had their whole planet considering
the possibility of adopting an all inclusive motto,
to wit – “Looking Out For Number One Can MAKE You Number One.”
(Need I say more?)

… and Kyroot said:
One guy over in the Fourth Ward
will only go to the bathroom in the dark; he offers no explanation,
and none is needed.

…and Kyroot said:
“The next major breakthrough” somewhere…for some reason… seems to be this man who,
to make up for his lacking education,
begins each sentence with the words, “Of course…”
….(You do realize that anywhere this might work deserves for it TO work …
… of course.)

..and Kyroot said:
There’s little risk or credit, until you’ve finally said it.

…and Kyroot said:
This one guy used to have his
worst nightmares before he went to bed,
“Just so” as he put it,
“We can get that little piece of business out of the way.”

and Kyroot said:
After years of travel, study and scholarship
one man was suddenly struck with the insight that
all art, all literature, all music and poetry
that man has ever writ are disguised discourses
on the power of sex;
for several days afterwards he experienced severe depression,
then on a Thursday while washing dishes a surprising question
abruptly presented itself causing him to ponder thusly,
“Rather than being disturbed by my discovery
of crude old sex driving even the highest of
man’s cultural endeavors I should ask myself – ‘What would
be the alternative?'” (He was immediately so relieved
that water spots on his glasses no longer presented a problem.)

…and Kyroot said:
One City fellow’s latest brain storm (if not “minor inclemency”) is that “Everyone should bleach their hair blonde – if possible.”

…and Kyroot said:
The try-outs were held before you got here.

…and Kyroot said:
Being intellectually alive makes everyone ill…
…some notice it more than others.

and Kyroot said:
Density Check, Level Seven: Those who criticize their parents
don’t know who their real parents are.

…and Kyroot said:
“Poverty is the poetry of the poor.” – some graffiti in the men’s room
of the City’s most exclusive private club.
….(Your Neural Archeologist’s Side Note: Private clubs exist both out there where they can be seen for real, and somewhere else.)

…and Kyroot said:
No matter what someone else may say,
if you think there’s any chance
Life might be eavesdropping
you should always say, “Yeah, I know what you mean.”

…and Kyroot said:
Two of the more memorable moments in an ordinary man’s life are;
The time he takes credit for his talents, and
the time he takes responsibility for his flaws.
….(“Wow!” exclaimed an
interested listener,
“Two thrills in one lifetime….
Why it’s almost more than
I can bear.”)

and Kyroot said:
A viewer (and would-be rebel with an old
five inch, DuMont black & white set)
offers his observation,
“Most people would say they ‘Don’t think’
because they were ‘Too busy thinking about something’.”

…and Kyroot said:
Although it’s not possible to,
“See too far for your own good,”
it is possible to do so
at no advantage to those on the lower floors.

…and Kyroot said:
As distinct from the ordinary
three-dimensional beings in the
three-dimensional world,
the Revolutionist’s future IS solely “in the future.”

…and Kyroot said:
Remember: When the king travels he doesn’t have to pack.