Jan Cox Talk 0892

Once a POV’s Limitations are Shown, Men Merely Try a Larger One

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#892 Nov 8, 1991 – 1:00 
Note by TK

Kyroot to :26. Reasonable ordinary men are not surprised when advised of the limitation of a POV/point of view. They admit that limitation but then turn around and invoke a supposedly expanded POV as remedy to the original limitation. Thus do they think they struggle against POVs in life. Men are not surprised by revealed limitation of POV because Life itself knows it and uses it; it is not that men are “subconsciously” aware of it. Collective thinking is indispensable but it is not sufficient (for the Neural Revolutionist).


The News

Were it not for the inevitable, the ordinary would have
nothing to talk about.

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And were it not for the unavoidability of the ordinary talking about the inevitable, what would the revolutionist have to think about?!

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The tacky pathos of a candidate seeking a cause is not completely unlike the ordinary mind searching for an important thought to think.

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To privately prove his point, as long as it remained cold, he wouldn’t turn on the heat.

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Displaying what possibly seems a severe case of shortsightedness, the local god of this one reality in response to all the creatures’ pleas for “extraordinary, external intervention” regarding their problems would say, “In your dreams — in your dreams.”

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Ordinary thinking is a pencil with an eraser on the other end.

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We now interrupt to bring you this message from the outside: “There is no way to defend yourself.” (And one little guy said, “Say, didn’t we decide just night before last that that was due to an anomalous cloud formation?!!” [And may of the trees around the camp area pined, “Jeeze, we hope so.”])

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The reason they televise athletic events and not poetry competitions is for the same reason that biceps can still “k.o.” opinions, and remains the more popular of the two. (Fists will continue to get the endorsements over forebrains as long as the latter fondly recalls the former as its sire.)

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The ordinary disparage their old address because they never understood what home life was originally about.

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As a revolutionist expands, his reflection grows faint.

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One of the old guys in city park said, “A lot of dead people wrote, and said, and painted, and composed real fancy stuff just in hopes we’d remember them.” (A squirrel added, “And it seems to have worked.”)

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One man said, “Getting mad is not as much fun as it used to be.” He says he doesn’t know whether he’s getting old, or getting older. (A few can see a difference where none exists, and none where some does.)

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Next to his daytime bed, this one rebel kept an embalming fluid jar filled with liquid asphalt…..(just for his own personal use, of course.)

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A viewer — (does what else!) — writes: “If I took your comments, your stories — just all the stuff you say, and took it all to be references to the physical workings of my own nervous system, then I’d have ‘Two — Two bunches of stuff for the price of one.'”

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One of the city’s lingering old soreheads says that he’s come to the personal determination that the humidity rises and falls simply to be ornery and cause us concern. (He says there’s a whole lot of things about the weather, and other stuff that we oughta just forget about.)

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In man’s singular world, thought is increasingly favored over strength, just as ordered systems of energy are over the disordered. (Injunctions against anger can be more directly seen as conservation measures rather than religious ones.)

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We now interrupt to bring you this revolutionist’s message: Anything that gives you the blues shouldn’t do so.

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One chap told his brain, “Look I don’t mind you trying to ‘think-up on stuff’ on your own as long as you don’t try and predict what it’s gonna lead to.”

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In some places, things begin to look their worst just before they get their worst. (The locals say it helps keep ’em on their toes.)

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“I suppose,” said the king, “that if I am the coach, and the people the team, then the religious leaders probably consider themselves the umpires and referees — correct?” And the aide replied, “Correct, your grace.” “In that case, make a note: on the first Tuesday of each month, send roses to the queen, skin all umpires and quarter the referees.”

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From our audience comes this mail: “I have wanted to write and ask you a question, but have been afraid that it might turn out to be the kind you might actually answer. So I haven’t. So there! Yours-sincerely-and frightened, but-now-I-feel-some-better, thanks,” etc.

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Okay, the less technological version: The more complex the neural processor, the smaller the sample of data required.

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The mayor advised his son, “If you take real bad dreams you have and pretend they came from either the gods or an overweight pizza, you’ll feel much better in the morning.” (Note: By using this approach, some people will feel worse, but it works all the same.)

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The “drug of choice” for most of the civilized is “a point of view,” and if it’s not this, then it’s another “point of view.” (The stores never run out, and its after-effects are no worse than its before-ones.)

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Feigning blindness can improve vision.

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In truly “civilized” secondary competitions, everyone always applauds their “betters.” In the truly civilized city, everyone always applauds everyone else. (Where did you think heroes come from?)

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Genes never forget — but they can slap their hosts into absolute states of amnesia.

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In another reality, a reporter caught up with a revolutionist and asked for an interview, and the rebel declined on the basis that the reporter would be insulted, and when the scribe insisted no such thing would occur, the neural subversive asked him, “Are you a civilized, sophisticated, well-read, serious-thinking modern person?”, to which the reporter replied “Certainly.” And the revolutionist said, “Then that would guarantee your being insulted by an interview with me.”

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One of the police chief’s cousins who had just taken a course in soothsaying stood at the party and soothed: “In a land where gods have arrived, the worst has already happened to the people; in lands where gods still survive — the worst is yet to come.”

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One good thing about being a true eccentric is that you don’t have to admit it.

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One guy said, “It’s far too easy for one person to tell another what to do even if the first one doesn’t know himself.” And their reality countered, “Contraire — it is impossible for that sort of beneficial behavior to ever be ‘too easy.'” (Corollary from Hades-On-The-Hudson: Some of the most insulting activities known to man are known to life by other names.)

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And we further interrupt for this overall message: Time will never run out for additional messages.

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The Myth File once feared it had heard a tale of a king who would not accept the credentials of any ambassador whose portfolio contained — in any form whatsoever — the terms “part time” or “time out”…(Once upon a time there was a boy who wondered, “Is it not possible to take something even fun and profitable too far?” [The kid was not a trooper])

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In worlds where “once a year” comes but once a year, thoughts collide with predictable frequency.

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A subversive sort in another reality says that telling other people what you think you really think is probably the most embarrassingly intimate act a revolutionist can do in public. (“Shame, shame,” says he.)

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Tattoo of the week: “Being nice to your executioner is the only way to go.”

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From someone who has been watching these programs, this note: “How come you don’t seem disturbed, or upset? …Is there any chance you actually know what’s going on? Sincerely yours,” and like that.

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Everything that’s “serious” is a reflection of something else.

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As his inner authorities waited and watched, he shouted defiantly from an upper window, “If I go, I’m takin’ me with me.”

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Life lets many want to search, but make few want to find.

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An ole sorehead, home from work, told his son, “Whenever a reality decides to have creatures, it’ll appoint a local god and tell him — ‘Okay, turn ’em out as quickly as possible,’ which explains the quality of the workmanship we see around us.”

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One guy said that leading a revolution was like pushing a car uphill with a rope. (He later denied he said it.)

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Looking around at his fellow teammates and referees, one guy suddenly exclaimed, “We’re all a bunch of comedians out here,” and he, dear sports fans, was on the most serious part of the field.

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One guy decided that “being cute” was no big deal — unless you wanted it to be …(and if you did, then the matter would take care of itself.) Yes, friends — “More Wisdom,” from that center of where such stuff comes from.

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A viewer writes to say, “I have long considered myself to be anti-religion, and when I first saw your program — in my haste, I mistakenly took you as likewise; but no matter, now I have something new, now I am anti-you. Trusting You Understand, Sincerely Yours,” and so on.

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One revolutionist, who could still see himself, said thereto, “There are several ways to ‘fool yourself,’ but none of them work.” (Both he and his reflection knew this was a trick of some kind, but they didn’t care.)…and since it was a holiday, Kyroot added: Whatever the ordinary mind says it has — it has.

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A man with no fixed address doesn’t have to paint his house.

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One older part told his younger counter, “I’ll grant you, it is easier to go ahead and believe you know what you’re looking for when you first start the search.”

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To “stand on one’s own two feet” is an acceptable boast for the body, but for one raised in the city it’s an intellectual nightmare.

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A rider “on a mission” can’t help it, he’ll attempt to tie everyone’s private physical and mental parts to his saddle horn. (More religious prophets would be wearing masks today were it not for the interference of the National Wrestling Alliance…and in a related item a chap proclaimed: I can talk a lot better when I can’t see.)

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Oh all right already — a higher tech version, (sort of): The faster the neural processor, the slower can be the data.

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In rebel terms: Those least amoured by the city might be its most passionate well-wisher.

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One fellow says, “I always thought to be really different I should dress up, or act real different, but now I’m beginning to think about it differently.”

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From reality’s greater view, someone is always calling-the-roll. From men’s lesser view, they’re always having to answer. (In some universes there’s a particular place where they dispense fairness, it’s known locally as, “everywhere.”)

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Under the routine, healthy growth conditions of the city, the wisdom-of-the-people means little to the people. (It’s tricky to roast marshmallows inside the volcano…and of course that’s the first place a revolutionist looks.)

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The good professor then served the children the latest religious parable recently translated for their world’s edification: “If you are silly, you never have to ask, ‘do you think I’m too silly?'”

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Although you can’t prove it by city labs, there is a way to think about what you think without thinking about you.

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Everyone who remotely passes for being intelligent takes credit for their hormones wearing out. (“Ah”, said the city, “I feel much better, now that I’m feeling worse.”)

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There was this one man who had such a close relationship to his brain that it had his private number.

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Senor Cinco said to Mr. Tres, “What you can never appreciate is that by owning both teams all contests are a ‘win-win’ affair.” (And you know, boys and girls, although Monsieur Five is correct, I must tell you that a few of Franchisee Three’s sweat glands suspect the truth.)…and in a related item a fellow says that being a part of life’s lower nervous system is not all that unlike being a part of his own. (You might care to further note that all of this is the reason why life can always afford to give odds.)

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The relationship between Mary and the Lamb is just what you think it is. (Same for the ole man and the kid, and the king and the subjects.) One man’s left lobe screamed: “Is there no way out of this?”

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“Hey”, said one viewer, “at least I know one thing: There’s a way out of everything but This.”

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One creature exclaimed, “If you think it’s weird around here now, you should’ve been here before we learned to talk.” (Once you’re satisfied with it, this story can be reversed for your additional dining pleasure and nourishment needs.)

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Ordered systems can tolerate transient disordered components. Thus, (if you must), you might consider life’s relationship to man. Ordered systems can tolerate transient disordered components; thus, you could reflect on your relationship to your thinking.

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A revolutionist who can impress civilians is like a fart that stinks.

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One man copyrighted his death…it was a trick he’d earlier learned from some of his thoughts.

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When the revolution is no longer secret, it’s no longer a revolution…then for the advanced troops, Kyroot expanded: Once they understand the revolution — it’s all over.

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If you say it’s serious, it is.

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If you say it’s serious, it is.

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If you say it’s serious, it is.

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One guy thought, “maybe you’re an irreversible rebel when you reach the point that if for no other reason, you’d still do this just for the fun of it. (Further on out, a revolutionist sitting under a tree mused, “Maybe you do realize what this is all about when you reach that same point.”)

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