Jan Cox Talk 1955


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97077.955 09/10/97 Copyright J. M. Cox 1997


The first lesson in learning to awaken is:
Never take lessons from anyone not awake, or from anyone who says that they


A man had a shop in which, for the merchandise he dealt in, he charged more
for that which had already been used than for that which was new.

Wanna guess what it is that he deals in? …Come on, you should know —
you’ve been doing business with him all your life.


The first lesson in learning to awaken is:
Never take lessons from anyone not awake, or from anyone who says that they
are…I’m sorry, I just realized that someone’s already read this one.


A guard rushed into the throne room, exclaiming, “A madman has holed up in
the castle’s highest turret, and from that position is causing contention
and confusion throughout the kingdom.” But this was not news to some at
the Court.


If your mind is not on what you’re doing, two things are in place: one is
that you are not using your mind as best as is possible, and the other is
that what you’re doing you’re not doing as best as you’re able.

Or simply put: If your mind is not on what you’re doing, you’re not
enlightened and awake, which is why you’re never satisfied.


Life does not move at the tempo of man, but rather man to that of life’s —
a fact life has chosen to withhold from man.


A man went to a mystic with a combination complaint and solicitation of
additional information, “I am satisfied with what I know, but not satisfied
with what I am.”
And the mystic said, “If you were deserving in your satisfaction with what
you know, then you’d know what to do to make yourself satisfied with what you
are — no?”


In a 3-D realm, without 2 teams, there is no sport; without 2 words, there
is no language; without 2 minds, there is no thought…even within 1 man.

Too seldom do men take the numbers game into account when trying to make
sense of what life’s about.


In the arena of mental affairs, nothing is valued more than enthusiasm and
excitement, real or otherwise — which from one view must always be
“otherwise” in that the arena itself is totally pretend.


You can’t be a sufferer if you can’t be found.

“Is that saying that you can’t be made to suffer if those who would make you
suffer can’t find you?”
Come on! Those of you with any insight know better than that; you know by
now that all of this is strictly about an individual man and what goes on in
his thoughts.

Oh, and as long as we’ve come upon this locale once again, look at this:
You can’t be found, to be made to suffer, when you’re operating at a tempo
nonstandard for you.


Someone asked a mystic why he didn’t speak with more passion in his comments
on that special subject, and he replied, “Were I to address men more
enthusiastically, as though I wanted them to change and awaken, it would
reveal but one thing, a sickness in my thinking, for no enlightened man
cares whether others become enlightened or not.”


When one man heard of a popular song “It Ain’t Necessarily So,” he thought,
“What a redundant concept and lack of understanding the title reveals, for
whatever it is, if you can put it in words and sing about it, it is perforce


Time is the illusionary realm of preferences — when your thoughts wander
away from what you are doing now, they become hopelessly entangled in
meaningless preferences (for with those wanting to awaken, all mental
preferences are meaningless).
Yet another basis for reminding yourself to keep your mind on what you’re

Why do those with the interest to awaken have such a history of devotion
to drumming?
Why do those with the interest in enlightenment have such a history of
denouncing drumming?
Who realizes some sort of something going on between habitual thoughts
(ain’t they all?) and a constant tempo (of which in ordinary life, ain’t
they all).

– – –

And now we move on to another area: More About Tempo.

What good is knowing the “right answer” on the wrong test day?

* * *


Everything’s great — in theory.
…Wait, all kinds of ideas are great in theory.
…Okay, all sorts of theories are great in theory.
…All right already, the mind can find almost any idea to “sound
good” as long as attention is not directed to the immediate here-and-now.

The awareness of the here-and-now is the destroyer of all illusions.


More About Parrots…Maybe

One man asserts that, contrary to claims of a solitary consumption, we have
in fact ingested two talking birds, one apparently subsequent to the other,
and one seemingly with a more forceful voice than the other.
The purpose of and objective reality of these perceived differences he
admits he’s unable to provide — and yet the validity of his observations
(he insists) remains.

* * *


With full attention given thereto, the immediate moment will always be
found to be empty, impassionate, and uneventful — ergo the mind forever
striving to introduce excitement thereto through imaginary pictures of other
times and other places.


Dreams are appropriate to the age of the dreamer,
nightmares appropriate to any age.

Fumes arise from consumption,
dreams from dreams.

– – –

One man thought of the struggle to awaken as “being always on the verge of
a great discovery.”
(But then again, some people never realize what it’s about.)

* * *


There are no frauds at hand —
deceptions do not survive in the moment.

Those who seek freedom from confusion should look to the immediate here-and-

There is no other time, there is no other place, and once that is realized,
how can uncertainty exist?


Daydreams are not only a time machine and a space ship, but an excitement
factory as well.


In the monastery’s public lecture hall, a mystic so addressed the assembled,
“The reason it is so difficult to achieve enlightenment amidst the noise and
activity of everyday life is — hey! could you people in the other room hold
it down, I’m trying to talk over here.”

In the rest room of that same location was a sign which read, “A day in
which you have not done something that you normally do is one more day you
have wasted.”

* * *


Attention travelers:
If you do not care where a train is going, you can abandon your efforts to
get off.


A man asked a mystic, “Do you really know what life’s all about?”
And the mystic replied, “I think I do.”
And the man said, “Yeah, but everybody thinks they do.”
In response to which the mystic said, “Yes, but the difference is that I
know and understand all of the many things that everyone else thinks life’s
about, then what I know on top of that.”

When large lions eat smaller lions, what the smaller has in its stomach from
earlier meals becomes irrelevant by fact of its consumption now by the


Tonight’s Fox Trot Dialogue:

“If they can’t find you, they can’t hurt you.”
“Are we talking about ordinary thoughts and a man’s awareness?”
“You know we are, you semi-sweet princes you — for sure we are.”

Now, a dip, a bow, a curtsy — and a momentary retreat from the dance floor.

* * *


Where Lies Safety ‘Tween “Pleasantly Agreeable” And “Casually Indifferent”?

Bland means
different things to
different people,
always the same to
those who are bland.

* * *


Animals are easiest tracked who walk at a constant pace.

…Okay: Thoughts are dumbest that come and go at a recurring tempo.

One man, seeking that certain satisfaction, concluded that the only effort
he need make is to free himself from all mental wants.


One man’s strictly private motto (I mean like when he’s really alone and
private! and it goes like this): “I am tormented by words — tortured by


Forget about Satan and other alleged Princes Of Darkness, the father of all
evil for the few is “Rhythmical Habit”!

Health Flash: There is an antidote to any condition!


A man in search of that Certain Satisfaction is like a walking-around,
living experiment.


Another way to momentarily take the measure of the activity in man’s brain
is to see it existing dually as an “aimless awareness” (aka the mind) and
a “purposeful awareness” (known amongst the few as grounds for awakening
and freedom from the mind).

One man’s left ear yelled to his right one, “Watch out over your way! —
there’s been a chemical spill.”

– – –

And now some news from the kitchen:

There is no end to cannibalism.

– – –

When one man’s view became that his mind was suffering from continual,
off-balancing “one-two punches” from the world of external conditions, he
began to counteract it by getting in the first blow himself.


And another of those who know said, “Ignore the miracles that come and go,
and turn your attention to the miraculous that is with you every day.”
“What’s to be used is not down the road somewhere.”


The head of a mystical school so addressed the monks one day, “I say that
he who does not find his life fully tormented by words is not yet on the
right road to our end.”
(And everyone there seemed to understand that he was not referring to words
you might hear with your ears.)


Further ramifications of Habit Equaling Consistent Tempos:

In the higher latitudes, rhythm means death.


This question has recently settled about one man’s inquiring area:
“Do we seek deliverance of the mind, or from the mind?”

And now for some fashion news:

Clothes lose any meaning
once you realize that all suits and dresses are the same.

– – –

“And the winner of the debate is: All uncertainty is banished when attention
is given only to the immediate here and the instant now!”
“Hey, that’s not the victor of a debate but the end of all debates!”
“Oh…I’m sorry, that’s what I meant to say.”
“Okay…well that’s better.”
“Okay, if you say so.”

* * *


The form of pride that bedevils the few has nothing to do with their looks.

(And the cure for self-deceit is simple: self-discovery.)

* * *


And a father said to his son, “Be sure that you see this good and plain:
If you gave your attention solely to the here-and-now, everything would be
fine, for there are no problems in the here-and-now.”
But the lad asked, “Is there not any use of the mind that is not fruitless?”
“I just covered that.”

Then their uncle (in recognition of overhearing their conversation) changed
his name to Bartow County so’s he’d be closer to Cartersville.


A man went to see a mystic (who always refused to “talk about it”) and said
to him, “I know that you always refuse to talk about it, but isn’t there
something you will say to me about the effects enlightenment has on a man?”
And the mystic weakened and replied, “A enlightened man is a happy man.”
And the fellow pondered this for a moment, then said, “Don’t you mean AN
enlightened man?”
And the mystic once again remembered why he usually “refused to talk about


The warrior in search of that satisfaction must employ as many weapons as
does his opposition, whose number is beyond count.

Though a single blow completes the task,
untold strikes before it went.

I remind you: For all ills are antidotes,
but which only the few ever find —
since scarce be any who even suspect the illusion of the ills.

* * *


To ever escape, a man must be a drummer — he must be able to change


To be enlightened is to be enlightened solely in this moment, and to be
enlightened in this very moment is to be aware that each and every instant
moment is empty, unmoving, and without desires of any kind.
And if this description of enlightenment doesn’t cover you in warm waves of
near delirious delight, then your understanding of what this is all about is
yet unrefined.


That grand anticipation
is fatal procrastination.


A man who knew said to some who wanted to, “If you do not delight in
silence — in silence of all kinds — what is it that you expect to achieve
with this?”

Outside a discernible cadence,
there alone, that certain satisfaction.

* * *