Jan Cox Talk 0834

Forces: the “Common,” “What Do You Want?” & “Get Outta Here!”

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#834 * Jun 26, 1991 * – 1:00 
Notes by TK

Kyroot to :16. In “x” perceived dimensions nothing can be proved re: certainty/necessity of “x + 1″…it can only be noticed/noted. New description of the three forces:
–the Common Force (the expected);
–the “What do you want?”-force (the uninvited);
–the “Hey! get out of here!”-force (the irrelevant and frightening).

The CF is familiar, the comfort-of-habit and is subject to being both adored and despised. Adored on the basis of its habit-efficiency (by Life); despised (by men) for its inherent boredom.

It is not possible to cripple a man’s mind in revenge for something; to cripple the mind is to remove that which can suffer crippling.


The News

This one city bakery dealt only in baked goods. (That’s the
city for you.)

* * *

Two thoughts were chatting and one batted his/her eyes and
cooed, “A man who has a way with words can have his way with me.”
— (Surprise! Surprise.)

* * *

No matter what he thought, this one guy’d say, “Yeah, yeah
— I know what you’re thinking.”

* * *

All the really goodù generals carry portable battlefields
with them.

* * *

Within minutes after it was born, this one reality’s father
picked him up and said, “It’s never too early to say you’re
sorry.”

* * *

When they all put their heads together, the people of this
one planet could jolly well remember.

* * *

While he was alive, this one guy had so much fun he wanted
some more.

* * *

There are five outlets through which more complex data can
enter a three-dimensional reality such as this: Three of the
ones here are taken up by measurements and the other two are
being used to debate whether the measurements are correct or not.

* * *

According to the traditions of one religion, after their god
looked down on the creatures he’d made, his first words were notù
“Ah, it is man and it is good,” but rather, “Okay, play ’em where
they lay.”

* * *

Trees can talk, but squirrels don’t give listening lessons.

* * *
Well, myù trans-dimensional broker says that in the secondary
marketplace, the prudent investor’s position is one of
“intellectual liquidity.” …(Or, as my old Uncle Zeus used to
say, “If you just gottaù think about something — get in-and-out
as fast as possible.”)

* * *

The rallying motto of one universe: “We should all live so
long.”

* * *

A guy wrote in from viewing our last show and says that if
he has a choice, he’d prefer to just live and maybe pay someone
else to think about it for him.

* * *

Out in the crowd is always a guy with a gun.

* * *

In visiting the city, whenever he would hear a pithy proverb
or maxim, this one lad would put it into his little machine that
would grind it out backwards, just (as he put it) to see if he
could glean some unsuspected truth therefrom, and if not, to turn
out some harmless knackwurst.

* * *

One way by which to gauge the development of civilization in
a new place is to see if it’s easier to get a nose job than it is
a nose, or a job.

* * *

After the storm did pass, this one guy got mad as hell.

* * *

In looking back over the totality of his ideas regarding the
nature of life, this one chap says he now sees that they did fill
a certain gap in human ignorance.

* * *

The bus stations in Neural City are always filled with noisy
travelers scurrying about, going nowhere, and thoroughly enjoying
every precious minute of it. …(At least they’re supposedù to
be.)

* * *
To help stake out his own particular niche in the
marketplace, one god placed a sign just outside his afterlife
haven which said, “Enter At Your Own Risk.”

* * *

“Why are the great thinkers so often physically unimposing?”
asked the ugly son of his equally repulsive father. …(And
Captain Irony injected, “Okay! Watch it! You people are just
asking for it!”)

* * *

One guy’s mere arrival was quite enough to set him off.

* * *

One “super staller” was known to be able to put off damn
near everything but the inevitable — and that, he says, “I’m
working on.”

* * *

In some instances it is difficult to feel bad about what you
think if you don’t know about it. …(Can you believe that some
viewers continue to fret over their presumptions of Kyrootian
clarity, or the lack thereof.) …and Kyroot addendumized-cum-
fablized: There was once a man who had a third cousin who
believed that when he finally found the truth, it would turn out
to be as plain as the nose on his face, and in his case, his
truth turned out to actually beù the nose on his face. I rest my
case.

* * *

In response, he says he considers the first step on the road
back to recovery to be — “to recover.”

* * *

As he would troop off to his reality’s salt mines each
morning, this one fellow would always say to himself, “Remember,
old sport: You can press your pants, but you can’t make ’em
confess.”

* * *

There is a brand new expose being written every minute of
every day in every reality, here and away.

* * *

kid, “Trying to use the measurements of things to explain their
origins is a…shall we say — dubious endeavor,” and the lad
replied, “But isn’t that the very approach our intellect is wired
up to take?” The ole man nodded, “Why else would I even bother
to mention it.”

* * *

One guy says that if he weren’t already the kinda guy he is,
it could be even worse.

* * *

On a warm neural day, while surveying some of the royal
structures and operations, the king turned a bit philosophical
(at least as far as he couldù turn) and said, “You know, Sir
Hubert, if prisoners didn’t exist, kings would have to invent
them.”

* * *

Near the core of all radical progress is a kind of joyful
insubordination.

* * *

One guy decided to tie his thoughts to the railroad track;
he first tried it with his feelings, but they wouldn’t hold still
for it.

* * *

“Son,” said the ole man, no matter how you cut it, no matter
what he may call it, what a man ‘thinks about’ isù his religion
and mythology.”

* * *

Just before the trial began, the judge disqualified local
reality. (Things move faster that way, he says.)

* * *

The mind must be made to believe that truth is in scarce
supply, and most difficult to spot. …(And Kyroot’s ole Uncle
Zeus added, “Of course that’s after they’ve been drugged and
deluded into believing there isù such a creature asù the truth.”)

* * *

say about anything — except his own sense of humor. …(And,
“No,” he says, don’t bother to try and lecture him on irony,
etc.)

* * *

A man with expensive luggage in one hand and a shopping bag
in the other has nothing to lose — according to which way he
turns. …(“Clarity”? — I’ll show you clarity!)

* * *

The dying words of all realities are the same: “Ah —
finally conclusions seem possible.”

* * *

Maybe it was just a “downer day,” but this one god said he
kinda got discouraged about creatin’ when he found out even his
artists tended to get conservative as they got old.

* * *

There is one man who hesitates to leave home for extended
periods of time. He says he fears that when he returns, there
may be someone there who’s no longer him.

* * *

While expansionist-minded fish await the Great Flood, so do
men (but not with the same anticipation).

* * *

Although it doesn’t show up on your local maps, all
realities have another reality just around the corner, or just
down the street.

* * *

In a reality of finite dimensions, things can be shown —
but not proved.

* * *

One chap summed up his intellectual philosophy thusly: “A
man should treat his mind as he would a garden — dump manure on
it, throw garbage in it, go out and tromp around, spit, maybe
take a leak, then go back in, turn on the TV and forget about
it.”

* * *

* * *

One man says that the older he gets, the more he feels like
he’s just some news report.

* * *

In 3-D gravity, all negotiations are rigged…as if that
matters…which it don’t…

* * *

One guy raised such a fuss about it that god said, “Okay,
just for that, you’re either getting none, or else a whole lot.”

* * *

What a man says he “really is” is an important part of what
he really is: a meaningless part, but important nonetheless.

* * *

The defense of ideas — especially about oneself — is an
armor of asphyxiating qualities.

* * *

Unknowingly the city law-maker stepped forward and spoke a
few words that in fact detail the continuing life and maturity of
man’s intellectual expansion — said he, “We must have new laws to
protect us from the old laws.”

* * *

Subversive Constants Number Twenty-Four and Twenty-Five:
Some men have difficulty in laughing when they are anticipating
serious information. Some men have difficulty in receiving
serious information.

* * *

The poetic philosopher in the park proclaimed, “For, after
all, what does a man have besides his work, his mate, his
religion, and his family?” And a guy in the crowd said, “How
about his VCR?” “Okay, and his VCR.” “And his truck.”
“Alright, and his truck.” “How about his guns?” “Okay, and his
guns.” (They were still going at it when I left.)

* * *