Jan Cox Talk 0836

Common Force as Un-measurable Collateral With the Past

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#836 * Jul 1, 1991 * – 1:00 
Notes by TK

Kyroot t.o :18. The irrelevant/frightening force must eventually get involved in the interplay of the basic two or Life can’t function… therefore it is not totally irrelevant. A kind of equilibrium is in force, a balance between the three. When the third overbalances the interaction, the diminished partner experiences “Hey! get out of here!” fright.

Consider the Common Force as unmeasurably collateral with the past; the WDYW-(what do you want?) Force with the present; the HGOOH (Hey, get out of here)-Force with the future. Thus CF ls predictable, known, unsurprising, comfortable…not necessarily enjoyable. Connects to impossibility of slandering the dead: a reflection of Life giving man’s intellectual memory total permission to modify the past in any way desirable/necessary to it.

Epilogue: what if J. were to call each-morning with “jumpstart” message for the day?


The News

One guy began to laugh so hard at stuff he secretly thought
about that he sometimes worried that he might be going sane.

* * *

If you understand the wiring of a system, you understand the
system.

* * *

A man who might “look around” won’t necessarily turn around.

* * *

First guy says: “It’s hard to know something special andù be
famous.” And second guy says: “Are you telling me this because
you knowù something special, or to make up for the fact that
you’re not famous?”

* * *

The unsubstantiated rumor of the day is that the man who
invented the phrase, “Hey, wait a minute,” has choked to death on
irony.

* * *

It is difficult to sell the logic-of-the-revolution to the
average city dweller; not because it has none, but due to the
newness of its direction, it is continually redefining its own
definition of “logic.”

* * *

A viewer writes to say that he once missed a program in this
series, and is bothered by the fact that the next time he tuned
in he couldn’t tell the difference. …(He says that his brother
could tell a difference, and now he’s doubly troubled.)

* * *

Over in the land of tall trees and unusually long sentences,
they still tell the tale of the man who came to dislike problems
so much that he would no longer be nice to them.

* * *

One man’s Family Motto was: “Hey, Whose Family Is This,
Anyway?”

* * *

Leap from the neural nest, the kid had a final query: “Why is it
so much easier to feel sad and angry than it is to be peaceful
and pleased?” and the ole man gave him one last, loving kick in
the rear and replied, “Ah, nowù you’ve got it!” — and away he
flew.

* * *

Whenever he didn’t know what to think, this one guy’d die.
Hey, you think I’m kidding!

* * *

An additional description of this kinda stuff would be to
say that it’s like “Thinking about one thing when you shouldù be
thinking about another.”

* * *

Part of a city expert’s responsibility is to state absolute
matters of fact which he does not knowù for a matter of fact, so
as to save you from concern that you do not know them either.

* * *

In some sort of experiment in cross species equality, this
one fellow began to alternate him laying at his dog’s feet with
the normal dog-at-his-feet arrangement. He did this for a few
times until the dog gave him a serious bite.

* * *

There was this one fellow who had a philosophy that could be
summed up in two words.

* * *

Sometimes when he was drunk or depressed, he would call his
mind “Mr. Fine And Dandy” — he said — just so’s it might
sometimes feel as bad about it as it should.

* * *

Primary forces can be their most cogent when dressed in a
cutaway coat.

* * *

Don’t go looking for it in the Yellow Pages, but there is a
place where they warehouse the future.

* * *

intellectual creation, the vocabulary of this one race lacked the
word “love,” so as a substitute they just used “effort.”

* * *

Near that new sewer connection was a chap who had this to
say: “If we were as sophisticated and knowledgeable as we
proclaim, Anthropology would be a study of interest for no more
than three months.”

* * *

On the road leading out of the city

* * *

Just as an additional challenge to Captain Irony, this one
reality filled almost all of its cream puffs with cream.

* * *

One god who’s been watching these programs writes to say
that he’s become uncomfortable with what seems to be many
people’s present connotation of the word “god” and he asks if I
would start referring to his kind as “those of superior
understanding” (if, he adds, it makes no difference to me).

* * *

Every box has its purpose, which can’t be seen within the
box.

* * *

He walked out to his rear property line and yelled out
toward the woods, “Take heart, it’s almost always ‘too late’
somewhere.”

* * *

Some things are obvious and some, not so obvious (but I’m
sure, by now, this is all clear enough to you).

* * *

Etiquette Update For One’s Subversive Years: One should
never tell one’s family how one feels.

* * *

No matter how hard his friends begged and pleaded, this one
man still wouldn’t keep air in his tires.

* * *
A man on the street stopped me and said he’d been watching
our programs for a long time and that he’d finally decided the
trick to all this was in being able to pass off changing your
mind for an increase in wisdom.

* * *

If the day did ever come when the merry-go-round was run in
reverse, many people would say, “Ah Hah!” (“Ah Hah,” as in the
pretense of insinuating, “Ah Hah — NOW I see what’s going on.”)

* * *

“Dear wise ole man,” spaketh el kid-o, “Why is it in man’s
conglomeration that the erotic verse seems all writ by virgins,
eunuchs, and the impotent?” and the elder responded, “Aye, I told
you in an earlier Kyroot that ‘you’ve got it,’ now out-of-here,
before I use my other foot.”

* * *

When he was sure he was as alone as ’twas possible to be,
this one guy’d make silly, secret gestures that even heù didn’t
know what meant.

* * *

Another way to tell if your reality is one of finite
dimensions: Such are the only places that offer Free Estimatesù
on work needed done. …(I was tempted again to add my comment
of “Think about it,” but truth is, the need to makeù such an
observation is just another proof of where one lives.)

* * *

During the eleven o’clock shift in the speakers’ area of the
city park, one of the morning declaimers mightily declaimed,
“Knowledge is like an ever-flowing river,” and a voice from the
crowd crowded in, “Yeah, and it’s guys like you that help dam it
up,” and the speaker shook his fists, began jumping up and down,
and whined, “Aw, I was gonna say that.”

* * *

Explanations are not like literal, terminal cul-de-sacs, but
more like “circus cul-de-dees” in that although they are a dead
end, you can still circle about and get out.

* * *

says that after hearing several other letters from our audience
read recently, he wonders whether he’s missing out on something,
for he says not only does he not have any personal axe to grind,
he’s not even sure he has an axe.

* * *

Every time one of his creatures would send up a message of
how much they loved and respected him, this one god would have to
bite his tongue to keep from saying, “Hey, don’t kid a kidder, I
know what you’re up to.”

* * *

Although it’s not listed in his job description and not many
suspect, Captain Irony has a second responsibility: He is also
one of the Keepers Of A Privity.

* * *

All neural lovers will be once seduced firmly by metaphors.
…(“Dear Doctor Romance: Is there life after allegory?” Dear
Inquisitive: Not only after, but before, during, and at other
times not yet imagined.)

* * *

Someone over on the west side drop-shipped me the following
message: “They say that anyone who tries to give someone else
‘serious, personal advice’ should be electrocuted and that anyone
who would take such advice should have to sit in their lap.”

* * *

Just to remind himself of how little he knew, this one chap
would turn down the corners of pages in books he hadn’t yet
started to read.

* * *

One guy says that even by the time you think about it, it’s
sometimes too late; and his partner hooted and laughed — “Ha! —
‘sometimes’ indeed!”

* * *

After a hot afternoon of cold wine spritzers, this one
reality suddenly just blurted out, “Hey, man, face-up and be done
with it — there ain’t no such thing as logic.”

* * *

While some of the families were at the freight yards
watching the coupling and anti-coupling of the cars, a man with
no apparent permanent address or hair style came and stood beside
me for a while. Then, just before he left, said, “You know,”
(pardon the interruption, but have you noticed how many people in
these stories begin by — ah, never mind) — so, just as he was
leaving, he said, “You know, just as life’s gettin’ to be fun an’
inter’stin’ — you grow up.”

* * *

From a more expansive, understanding view, the word
“pretentious” is not pejorative, but, rather, reflects normal
health.

* * *

At the regular morning briefing the king said, “I have
reason to believe that entirely too muchù thinking is going on in
this kingdom, and if I understood any more about it, I’d probably
be even more upset.”

* * *

For a while, just as a test, this one guy told himself how
“special” he was — just to see if he’d believe it.

* * *

Losing your mind can affect your health.

* * *

Those who don’t know what they’re doing don’t haveù to know
what they’re doing. …(Say, boys and girls, can you spell the
phrase “Damn near everybody”?)

* * *

A viewer writes to say that he’s about fed up with hearing
references to the idea that man doesn’t generally know what he’s
doing. (Later in the day, another note arrived from this same
gent, apologizing for the abrasive tone of his earlier letter…
He says he just doesn’t know what came over him.)

* * *

Live primary — think secondary. …(And if this is not
possible — reverse ’em.)

* * *

In many everyday exercises, words strain for near-equal
importance to the actual moves they accompany.

* * *

But hey, if you’re notù famous — how can you proveù who you
are?

* * *

In one of my travels was discovered a curious construction
company who would only build where they could use as foundations
the roofs of already existing structures.

* * *

The ordinary mind is not made to live in the immediate.

* * *

One guy was so pleased with the stuff he did, he didn’t have
to tell anyone about the stuff he did.

* * *

In pursuing the revolution, one but follows oneself.

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