Jan Cox Talk 1042

It’s the Simplicity Of Life That Requires Complex Explanations

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#1042 Oct 21, 1992 – 1:27 
Notes by TK

Kyroot to :37. The ordinary mind’s reaction toward any human activity: favor, condemnation or ignoring. Since the Neural Revolutionist does neither, it is difficult to know what he’s talking about. Note that ordinary people can unknowingly convey extraordinary info to each other safely.

This is the basis of all truisms, maxims, etc.: extraordinary knowledge that is familiar yet cryptic and puzzling, safely uncomprehended in its directness and wide applicability.

Audio-only :27. The more you’re tied to the collective the more your claim to fame lies w/ your hormones. 

If life weren’t so simple there would be no need for such complex explanations.

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...and Kyroot said:                                    92122-(#)
                    Copyright 1992 J. M. Cox                [1042]

     One man used to make comments.

 .....Rather than living on "borrowed time" one guy carried along 
someone else's watch.

 ....."And now it's time for the 'Kyroot Show.'"

 .....If you don't talk about man  --  what are you going to talk 
about?

 .....Can we talk?
      ...and Kyroot said:  Have we gotta talk?
      ...and Kyroot said:  Are we not man?  --  Do we have a 
choice?!
      ...and Kyroot said:  If you don't talk about man what are 
you going to talk about?  Shall we talk?!...

                               ***

     ...and Kyroot observed:  In one universe, local reality 
announced:  "Those not blind and lame will be provided with 
institutions instead."

                               ***

     A guy said:  "The great thing about being invisible is that 
you never know it."

                               ***

     One thing that Mama Life doesn't have to do with her 
secondary offspring whenever they head off for a picnic is to 
remind them:  "Don't forget to pack your feet."

                               ***

     The various religions, nationalities, political parties, and 
such are life's way of keeping man in a herd while telling him:  
"Shoo! -- go scatter."

                               ***

     Some rebels once built a temporary civilization at a base 
camp in which the only means of transportation was by trapeze.

                               ***

     One ole sorehead (dressed up so as to try and pass himself 
off as the "Ain't It All Quite Obvious Man") stopped by to note:  
"Collective thought is stupid thought."  A chap with a flashlight 
asked:  "Is that the worst you can say about it?" and the ole 
burr-brain replied:  "Well, in your case -- if you gotta ask -- 
probably not."  ...(And the guy thought:  "Perhaps replacing 
these Double A's with a single 9 volt would help?....")

                               *

     Many things are funny that out in the city are frightening 
and critical.

 .....whenever he'd have to go out in city weather this one man 
would always wear somebody else.

 .....inclimate choral footnote:  Anyone who sings:  "I Got To Be 
Me" -- has gotta be them!

 ....."Pa Pa," inquired the child, "since it is Friday, may I now 
talk about myself?"  "All right," replied the elder, "but hand me 
my rifle."

 .....and a viewer says, "Okay, okay! -- I get the point! -- But 
still -- could I slip in just one verse of, 'I Did It My Way'?"   
Why not! -- just pass me that bazooka, mama.

 .....the letter begins:  "Dear Miss Etiquette:  I seem to have 
this 'viewer' inside me!?!...."

                               ***

     According to one news report:  One man asked:  "If talking 
about the revolution won't make you a revolutionist then why talk 
about it?"  And a bricklayer slapped a physics professor and 
said:  "What do you think the purpose of a menu is?!"  And the 
educator slapped him back and replied:  "Well, sure as hell not 
to eat!"  And the stonemason raised up on his toes and retorted:  
"Just what the hell does that mean?"  
Yes, there it is -- 
according to one news report.

                               ***

     Collective thought helps the individual's efforts not seem 
so foolish.

 .....and ole Pecos Kyroot (former foreman of the King & Queen 
Ranch) spat and said:  Cows that wander away from the herd hurry 
back when they realize how silly they look.

 .....and Ludwig Karl Kyroot (the non-grim Grimm Brother) 
folklored us thusly:  If ants couldn't dream of being elephants 
they'd go nuts.

 .....and Kyroot added:  The original inspiration for the maxim 
-- "There's safety in numbers," was the realization that there's 
safety in numbers.

 .....and, The Maxim Man's maxim for right-now:  Only the dumb 
are safe!

 .....and a kid asked the ole man:  "What kind of rebel enjoys 
safety?"  "A dead rebel," he replied.

                               ***

     In regard to whatever the collective was presently thinking, 
this one local reality would tell them:  "Great ideas! -- keep it 
up!", and say to the few rebels around:  "Great ideas -- now go 
trash 'em."

                               ***

     Men can only see themselves traveling north, east, or south; 
so if someone points in any other direction they're never quite 
sure what he's pointing at.

                               ***

     Another Hierarchy Of Horrendously Hearty Laws:  The Head 
Jiver Don't Take No Jive; The Chief Shucker Don't Abide No Shuck; 
and Mephistopheles Won't Stand For No Con.  ...and oh yeah:  The 
Average Mind Won't Settle For Itself -- but it don't know what 
else to do!  Loose Electron Theorem:  Out of Orbit:  In some 
worlds, if words don't kill you, knives and bullets will.

 .....Seeing more than three blackbirds at one time in your back 
yard is a pretty sure sign.

                               ***
     
     "Dear Miss Etiquette:  Why would anybody want to 'do better' 
if the 'doing-better' had no pay-off?"  Dear Sir:  Damn if I 
know.

 .....From the Files of Kyroot -- FACT:  Some men are wired up 
funny.   FACT.

                               ***

     To understand life, scientists want larger equipment -- 
rebels, bigger brains.

                               ***

     And now (said Kyroot) for some facts that I didn't make up:  
Many are called, but many more will say:  "Why the hell didn't 
you call me?!"  And Kyroot said:  It is just for reasons like 
this that I generally do have to invent any important information 
I want to bring you.

                               ***

     A certain rebellious mother told the kid:  "Hormones will 
take you far -- but not that far!"

                               ***

     More, and Additional, "Good News Regarding Institutions" (as 
reflected in the following conversation):  "Some people just have 
no shame!"  "Oh, that's okay -- I know where they can rent some."  
Son-Of-Conversation, out on the plain:  "Ringo, this here herd is 
becomin' too herd-like."  "No problem Cheyenne, just lob a guilt-
bomb over in their midst."  And now contestants:  For the matched 
set of Zane Beige mechanical mustache removers, tell us:  Can a 
herd live in your head?

                               ***

     A local observer notes that, "Studying history is a lot like 
talking about stuff that's already happened."

                               **

     ...now this, from Kyroot:  ...The wise ole Cookie Uncle 
said:  "Man with three eyes always has three friends:  Himself, 
his brain, and his mind...and his blood...and heart...and his 
lungs...and his limbic system...and endocrine glands...(and he 
was still so mumbling when I left).  Definition For This Time 
Slot:  The Collective:  What people with no friends have instead 
of friends.  ...and a viewer with a scowl says:  "I sure hope you 
mean that figuratively, Buster!" -- Hey! Viewer! -- You and yo 
mama-self both!  And thus, boys & girls, we conclude today's 
lesson on, "How To Handle The Viewer In You."

                               ***

     To somebody, man is blood.

                               ***

     Men measure themselves only as per height, width, and depth.  
And since a rebel is not so limited in his survey they're never 
quite sure what he's assessing.

                               ***

     ...and for clarification, one ole man told the kid further:  
"The rebel's problem with memories is that they come from the 
collective."

                               ***

     Being an actor requires no training:  "Hello, I'm alive -- 
may I apply?"  "Why certainly! -- come right in."

                               ***

     On the outside, rabbits turn in only one direction at a time 
-- same as humans on the inside.

                               ***

     While you weren't paying close attention, your own D.J. 
quite clearly announced that:  "The hits of yesterday are the 
hits of today."

                               ***

     Kyroot's "Stats From The Vats":  The short can't be tall; 
the old can't be young; the plain can't be pretty, and due to my 
overwhelming, natural inclination to be charitable and 
considerate I shall say nothing about being stupid.

 .....and from Kyroot's department of:  "Permit Me To Atone For 
Previous Improprieties" comes this:  That which a reasonable man 
hears that sounds untrue or inapplicable to him -- is.

                               ***

     Through the woods a lad skipped and hummed:
            "Shall we sing the praise of rebels,
             Shall we kill them in their prime;
             Shall we feed our own self-reference,
             From our head and our behind."
     Okay kids -- all who brought feet can stop and eat.

                               ***

     One day a would-be nation, religion, and political party 
were waiting for a bus, and the incipient politico said:  "What 
we need is a theme!...."

 ....."And lo," went the incoming legend, "The day arrived when 
man had his own theme!  ---  and he called it, "Man."  ...(Lo, 
and out.)                
                               ***

     Men's normal reaction to any human activity is to either 
favor it, condemn it, or ignore it.  And since a revolutionist 
does neither -- they're never quite sure exactly what he's 
talking about.

                               ***

     Being able to think creatively is being able to scramble 
omelettes without anyone noticing that you broke their eggs.

                               ***

     ...and Kyroot noted:  People will get in a bunch to look for 
an individual message.
     ...and Kyroot sardonically added:  Another reason for the 
revolution's unseasonable popularity.

                               ***

     Two potential realities were talking and one said:  "The end 
is not nearly as bad as getting TO the end."  And the other 
replied:  "No, and not nearly as much fun either."

                               ***

     The herd is safe harbor both physically and otherwise.  
(I'll bet you can guess what a revolutionist might say about this 
to himself.)

                               ***

     Item:  Inside, everybody's invisible.  Query:  Who knows 
this?

                               ***

     And now for a set of definitions so exotic that Kyroot had 
somebody else show up and deliver it, (to wit):  A revolutionist 
is a man on his way somewhere new; a real revolutionist is a man 
whose nervous system is on the way.   ...(Hey -- don't tell 'em I 
told you.)

                               ***

     ...and, a rebel traveler said:  "They keep changing the 
destination on me."  As he became more experienced, he did it for 
himself.

                               ***

     One man wrote a book, and for the sake of honesty entitled 
it:  "I Don't Know What This Is Or What It Means."

 .....and being a world class magician another man made himself 
disappear!  --  only to make himself re-appear right back where 
he started!  ...Come on folks! -- get off those hands, and let's hear it for such men!  Meanwhile:  Under their little breaths, 
all of the hormones in this part of the universe said to 
themselves:  "If we could talk, you wouldn't want to hear what 
we'd have to say about all of this."  ...(But, "There, there, 
littsie hormones," I'm not hardly even interested in what I have 
to say on the matter.)

                               ***

     "Dear Advice Doctor," the letter goes, "just what is so bad 
about the collective?"  And the good doctor reminds us that he 
doesn't answer inquiries that are covered in happy hoof prints.

                               ***

     And now for today's episode entitled:  "What exactly drives 
a revolutionist?  The desire to be smarter? -- or the dread of 
being dumber?"  Then be sure and join us again tomorrow when 
we'll take up the matter of:  "Revolutionists don't answer 
questions."  Thank you, and please be sure and either patronize, 
or murder our sponsors.

                               ***

     When he heard that there were things you could do that would 
help you think less encumberedly, this one man backed away and 
said:  "Oh no you don't!"

                               ***

     Once some of the people got in the barber's chair they began 
to sing:
            A little off the top,
            A little off the sides;
            Add it to my head,
            Take it from my thighs.
     And now, this Kyrootian, tonsorial reminder:  In some 
quarters an abundance of hormones can compensate for a paucity of 
thought.  And a man and woman team said to themselves:  "My 
estrogen and testosterone gives me a special advantage."  Then 
replied to themselves:  "And that's not all it gives me."

                               ***

     ...and Kyroot, the ole kurator, quipped:  An institution 
without its own vultures is still embryonic.

                               ***

     The more intertwined and tied to the collective you are, the 
more is any claim for attention you have based on physical 
concerns.  A rebel kid was walking with his ole man and asked:  
"Anything wrong with fuckin' people like that?"  On down the road 
the ole man replied:  "Ain't gotta lotta choice!"   

                               ***

     It is in looking at the past that the past is created.
     
                               ***

     The gentleman speaker in city park arose and declared to the 
crowd:  "In these days of uncertainty 'tis good to know that the 
physical process of elimination is not a metaphor for anything!"
 -- "Here, here!", they all farted -- I mean, replied.
   ..."Speaking of that," says a viewer, "since watching your 
show I have become certain of one thing...."  ...and bowing his 
head in feigned, (but touching), humility & sincerity, Kyroot 
blushing said:  "Thank you, thank you so much -- I'm so pleased I 
could be of assistance."  And the fake viewer said:  "Yeah, I 
figured you'd run the whole thing in the ground, and make me look 
like a fool."  And Kyroot, dressed up as Wally Westmorethan, 
bounced onto the set crying out:  "Oh, Yoo-Whoo! -- Someone call 
for me?!"

                               ***

     A guy who'd been hangin' out and looking around in the city 
mused:  "Over here, knowing a lot can give you the big head -- if 
you had a small one to begin with."  ...Friends, grab a partner 
and dance, 'cause now we're gonna play:  "Could It Be Any Other 
Way?!"     

                               ***

     One man's feet could talk....(you can take it from there).

                               ***

     And another letter:  "Dear Advice Doctor:  After some years 
of effort I can about handle the external world, but now it's my 
own internal one that has me stymied."  ...(Oh, unbeknownst to 
anyone, the Doctor turned this one over to the, "Things Are 
Looking Up Man.")

                               ***

     And now -- for "This Stuff":  Presented:  "Bad weather means 
nothing to a duck."  Question:  Is this because:  "Bad weather 
means nothing to a duck." -- or because a duck doesn't know what 
bad weather is?  And a near-by collective injects:  "What the 
hell difference does it make!"  And now -- "Enough Of This 
Stuff."

                               ***

     While rebel thinking understands that there is nothing awry 
in life, it further realizes that the ordinary believe so due to 
the uncertainty of tomorrow.
     ...and Kyroot said:  Shall we hoist another in honor of that 
great Fourth-Local-Measurement And Stabilizer-Of-Discombobulation 
-- Here's to you, my dear and indispensable friend -- Time!

                               ***

     A guy told the kid:  "You know, hidden knowledge is not all 
that hidden; it's pretty much right out here in the open."

                               ***

     And now for Aunt Clara's, "Joke Definition Of The Hour":  
Time:  A talking dimension hurled into an otherwise peaceful 
primary herd.

                               ***

     ...and thus spaketh man:  "There is only one thing that has 
held civilization together -- and that is me!"  And the attending 
chorus sang:  "Boy! - talk about your obviousness-ness! Talk 
about your truthfulness-ness!  Hey! -- talk about your:  It's 
true but it was never obvious to me before-ness!  Hey! -- just 
generally, Wow!", they went on, "We began our song to condemn, 
but now find ourselves on his side.  How just generally Wow, and 
Weird!"  Query:  What size stage can fit in your own head?

                               ***

     The difference between ordinary thinking and the 
revolutionist variety is in the cost  ---  of comfort and 
collectivism.

 .....For that time at school they called, "Show And Run-For-It," 
one kid stood and presented these words:  "My ole man says that 
anything everybody else believes is wrong." -- and he ran for it.

                               ***

     A rebel by a tree looked up and thought:  "A man who can 
think freely enough to truly please himself is like a wild horse 
that carries along its own lasso."     

                               ***

     Two buds were talking and the first one said:  "Men in a 
clutch will tell you anything!"  And the other one replied:  "Is 
that why men love to get in a clutch so much?!...."

                               ***

     ...and that ole pharmacologist Kyroot said:  Drugs you can 
take make some men believe they're inspired, which accounts for 
their being expensive, cherished, condemned, promoted, banned, 
and useless.  One kid hummed to himself as he skipped through the 
vineyards:  "I will take no drugs before their time; I will take 
no drugs not from my mind."

                               ***

     Kyroot based datum from the singular world of homo talkitus:  
One man had the authority to do whatever he wanted to.  Yes?! -- 
and who gave him this "authority?"  Why he did, of course!...... 
who else?!

                               ***

     A couple of institutions were hangin' out and one of them 
said:  "You know, any of these local cats that can make metaphors 
can make mincemeat outta me."  Thus does collective thought dream 
of paradise as a place so direct and in-your-face that nothing 
subtle need ever be said about it.  And thus do rebel minds 
strive for this now!

                               ***

     An older rebel lad was talking to his kid sibling and said:  
"I suspect that certain forms of pity toward others is not 
totally untoward, little brother, but directed towards oneself I 
find it be much like playing with yourself with most of the fun 
missing."  ...("Yo!", responded Zeus from-on-high, punching Oden 
in the sternum, "We can all relate to that!"  ...["Yo," finally 
added Oden, wondering to himself what the word, "fun" meant?!])

                               ***

     Then the substitute quiz master appeared and said:  "The 
prize is:  'Don't Be Stupid!' -- Now -- what was the question?"
   ...(And I'm telling you the audience went absolutely wild!)

                               ***

     A mutineerously motivated mom told the kid:  "Being mad at 
life is being turned from the door of the masquerade ball."

                               ***

     Local reality stated:  "If you people say it's important, 
it's important."  And all the people yelled back:  "It's im-por-
tant!"

                               ***

     ...and Kyroot, the old dance master, said:  Creative rebel 
thought is like samba in an otherwise waltz world.

                               ***

     The mayor's kid asked His Honor:  "Say pop, what's the 
difference in being smart and being a smart-ass?"  And his most 
gracious, civic one replied:  "What kinda dumb-hole question is 
that for a son of mine?!"  The collective is the only vehicle 
that can run off just aggression.

                               ***

     People in the past were dumber -- that's why you're here 
now.  ...You are here, aren't you?!...

 .....Query:  How can you always identify the "local"?  Answer:  
It always seems to be "right here," and yet it's not.
   ..."Hey-y-y!", said a viewer, "That sounds too much like a 
revolutionist himself." 

                               ***

     Then Kyroot relayed today's:  "Mary-&-The-Lamb's Insider's 
Goo Field Tip":  There are two ways to think about things that 
are unprofitable:  Either -- think about them, or, think about 
them on your own time.

                               ***

     A viewer writes:  "Do you realize that this is the first 
show in many a moon in which you read no letter from a viewer?!"  
Signed:  "Son Of Inscrutable, Fascinating Irony -- Ya'll."   
Where our motto is:  A mind is a terrible thing to fiddle with!

                               ***

     One guy's suggestion:  "If one thing you think leads to 
another -- take a bus.  If one thing you think leads to things 
you'd never expect on a bus -- grab a train.  And if anything you 
think leads to anything else you could possibly think -- get 
outta here!"

                               ***

     ..."And now, Mr. Civilization," said the M.C. to the 
contestant, "for the grand-stand prize answer this question:  
What is the difference between a herd and the collective?"  And 
just before the buzzer sounded Mr. Civilization clapped his hands 
and cried out:  "The collective can talk!"

                               ***

     Those who believe there is a "one answer" to everything -- 
haven't even got a clue.

                               ***

     An elder said to a younger kidder:  "A man who'll do-right 
for no particular reason may be a rebel; one who actually knows 
what doing-right is -- is for sure!"  
     And Kyroot said:  There is a funny form of mathematics afoot 
regarding the collective's output of individuals' inputs.

                               ***

     As the kid began to show signs of enjoying school, the ole 
man told him:  "If you think learning something is fun -- wait'll 
you start to think!"

                               ***

     Now -- More Facts:  Some people get mad at the revolution 
before they know what it's about.  "Saves time," they explain.

                               ***

     First voice says:  "The secret is in the mixing."  And a 
second replies:  "Are you talking about baking, or thinking?"  As 
regards the nourishment of the intellect -- there are two types 
of cooking shows available:  Those concerned with eating, and 
those involved with dining.  (There is, as always, the 
unaccountable third, revolutionist version, wherein the secret is 
in the mixing of the two.)

                               ***

     If life weren't so simple there'd be no need for such 
complex explanations. 

                               ***

     ...and from Kyroot:  Another history of "New Thinking":  
It's hard to get people to buy your newspapers if you have no 
newspapers to sell.  And further:  The basic difficulty is that 
New Thinking is not simply different -- but new.

                               ***

     And Kyroot read from a 6-D note pad:  "Fun that is at all 
conditional is not real fun."  And then from a 7-D dictionary:  
"A revolutionist:  The closest you can come in some places to 
being an individual."

                               ***

     An ole man told a kid:  "Once you understand the purpose of 
collective thinking, no more do you have to worry over whether 
some particular form of it is true or false, or in any otherwise 
demanding of your personal judgement.  Nope, you're then free to 
smile at it and wander on off on your own."  ...(Sometimes the 
kid loved the ole man so much it hurt.)