Jan Cox Talk 2959


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February 28, 2003 © 2003: JAN COX

The speaker addressed his audience:
“The cultures of man consist of many more dramas than comedies — why? —
why, you ask — because there’s nothing funny about mental retardation, that’s why!”
The certain man hears his special use of words as music —
almost: music without words.

A man who writes a daily column for a newspaper in which he
ridicules the foibles of human lives says the best part of doing it is
that it keeps people from noticing that he is guilty of the same things.

One man’s advice: “Pick out something that interests you & apply yourself to it totally — until you are totally tired of it — or ninety minutes, whichever comes first.”

One man liked himself —————— when he was healthy.

One man says that the grand, unifying Theory Of Everything scientists are searching for — he knows, but will not tell it to anyone who wants to know it.

Men like to see others being tested — ‘cause it’ll show how dumb they are.

No one likes a man with no opinions — hell! — no one even notices such a man.

Whenever this one man would catch his brain thinking — wait a minute! —
how can a man catch his brain doing anything? —
what is it in a man that catches him doing something other than his brain? — (anyway):
whenever this one man would catch his brain thinking that he should be
doing this-or-that to improve himself, he’d instantly retort: “Right! —
I’ll put my best man on it.”

One man’s scope on a certain subject:
“When you’re home alone — nothing interesting going on — hard up for entertainment, you have a choice: either just listen to your own brain talk, or turn on the radio, the tv, or read a book, and let some other numbskull do the talking for you.
The brain will engage in almost anything rather than be left with nothing to do but
be aware of its own consciousness;
every atom of culture has one purpose:
to save men’s thoughts from having to be alone with themselves.

Three men are talking and first one says:
“The beneficial feature of knowing you have a terminal illness is how it automatically alters your sense of now, and of the future,” and the second man countered:
“I disagree — for I do not applaud any change in me — even beneficial —
that happens automatically;
I only approve of change that comes from my own willful efforts,”
and the third man then spoke:
“From my perspective, both of you are talking gibberish;
neither of you knows what, change truly means, or, automatically actually is —
no man does, and only partial men say they do,” a comment that caused
all three of them to momentarily realize again their own innate partiality.
Only when you pull yourself completely together are you a real man –
when the partial-people in your mind are sufficiently suppressed
to allow the comfortable preeminence of, you-all-alone.

Being able to imagine the future has two powerful impacts on man:
one for good — one for great sorrow.
(Hint: imagining the technology that will cure disease X —
imaging your death from that disease.
“Pa pa — is everything in man’s inner-only-reality composed of two parts like that.”
“And heavy on the — everything.”)

The much experienced watch commander told the young cops
as they headed off for the day’s tour: “The most important thing to remember
about dangerous criminals is — God is on their side,”
and a nice thing to keep in mind about city life in general is that
many problems there can be cured, or greatly relieved by merely
examining them impersonally for a moment,
“Is that why people don’t do it?”
A way to determine that you are amidst city folks is how often the first thing you hear them say in response to a question is: “That is a very good question…”
You can also easily see how little of an individual intellect a man has
by the pleasure and confidence he clearly receives in quoting the words of another.

A father said to a son:
“As befits the never ceasing desire to expand your sight
that is inherent in our family’s special branchlet of the human tree,
here is an alternative view to one I have previously presented wherein ‘twas noted that in man’s, in-the-mind-only, other-reality — nothing works (that is):
none of his various mental/verbal activities devoted to that world
are able to effect real change thereto;
the complimentary perspective is: everything men do works (that is):
everything their minds say they want to accomplish by thinking about a certain matter therein in a particular way — works;
talking to themselves and each other in a certain way about some intangible subject does make the matter seem to fit their tellings.
At one point it can be expeditiously valuable in your private investigation
to see men’s belief in a god, their faith in counseling, their worship of mortal heroes,
and their fascination with improbable sounding ideas
as manifestations of constricted mentation — (foolishness, if you want),
and yet from another immediately available and equally valid view,
all of these things that ordinary men think and talk about do work for them;
from their naturally confined inner vista, thinking and talking about such matters
does provide the degree of assurance they need to survive a life
which they mentally perceive as fraught with uncertainty.
Thus can the many beliefs and ideas indigenous to man’s civilization be looked at as impotent, childish dreams, or as adult solutions to intractable problems,
(indeed the practical distinction between the certain man and everyone else is that
the latter finds the available myths and explanations for things sufficient
while the former decidedly does not).
But the real point here is not simply about the particular matter at verbal hand,
but is to remind you that in pursuit of the rebel’s unique goal,
there is no one, right view of any matter in man’s inner, other-reality, and to not take full advantage of this singular situation is to keep your hand over one of your eyes.”

Everybody wants to say that they’re something —
this is the basic reason people are: Christians, Germans, Socialists, and so on.

The under intellectualized believe words to be magical;
the overly hip so dismiss them as meaningless;
only the certain man knows words for what they really are.