Study Secondary Reality—Not the Things of the Secondary Reality
The following recordings are from Jan’s final years, when his voice was diminished and he spoke in a low whisper. Some listeners may find these tapes hard to listen to, or difficult to understand. Thus, as another option, transcripts are being made and will be posted.
Otherwise, turn up the volume and enjoy! Those who carefully listened to Jan during this period consider that he spoke plainly and directly to the matter at hand, “pulling out all the stops,” as he understood that these were to be his last messages to his groups, and to posterity.
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11/29/04:
Notes by TK
The secondary world of man is what keeps him in a confused dream state. Study of any subject outside the physical sciences is the study of what others say about the subject. This automatically precludes any progress, any meaningful, satisfying results from such study.
To awaken requires the study of the secondary reality: NOT the things of the secondary reality; the subjects of secondary concern. Men fool themselves when they think that studying matters of the secondary world is the study of anything tangible and can have efficacious outcome. (26:35) #3230
Jan’s Daily Fresh Real News (to accompany this talk)
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Ripping The Cover From The Chimerical
NOVEMBER 29, 2004 © 2004: JAN COX
Religious/Spiritual/Metaphysical Update.
Those who await an extraordinary force to come save them
have failed to notice it has already visited them.
Life is arranged so that ordinary men are pleased to be part of a cliché
while the certain man must have something quite different and indescribably personal.
As usual, the case is different with the man trying to awaken:
he suffers from a lack of peer pressure.
(The man in the moon is forever a loner.)
Hirsute News, Taken To New Depths.
Just as the instant solution to bad hair is a head shave,
so too is unrelenting dedication to cleaning up your consciousness.
The Unavoidable Math Of It: Theorem II.
The less you understand about life the more serious you are about it.
Just as a horny man will take whatever woman is left after last call,
so will ordinary people’s consciousness accept whatever thought is presented to it.
(“What I need for my mind is a designated driver…….wait! – better yet: a designated drinker.”)
The publisher of a renowned intellectual journal, while reading his mail,
paused, shook his head and mused:
“It’s unbelievable how stupid the people are who write me –
and me for bothering to think this.”
You can’t speak straightforwardly to people in prison.
Conversation.
“There’s only one system that will wake you up.”
“And what is its name?”
“Whatever your name is.”
“I believe I get what you mean, but I still don’t know what the system is?!”
“Yes, that is the problem.”
The ole man said to the kid:
“You want to know how it goes? – okay, picture this scene:
a rebel with lightning in his head, running out into a violent, steel plate storm…..”
The best metaphors & allegories would come from a man who no longer needs such.
One guy likes to say:
“Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself” – to the conscious part of his brain.
“If he said that to his brain, then who or what in this instance was he?”
Are you beginning to get it?
Dialogue.
“Those who most vocally support public transportation never use it.”
“Same as how the vocal part of your brain doesn’t act on its own criticism.”
One chap never uses the word, my except when referring to his material possessions.
(And speaking of politics):
One man’s anomalous cortical cells said to the standard ones:
“God knows I try to act as a bipartisan committee.”
(Pursuing an alternative approach): One man turned over his spiritual concerns to a financial advisor and his economic affairs to a mulla — and flourished in both areas.
In a myriad of different circumstances one little kid is prone to suddenly announce:
“If you dress up you’ll throw up.”
(His mama muses that in matters cerebrally haute couture she fears the boy will forever be polyester and off-the-rack.)
The sure sign you’re ordinary is that even when grown and on your own
your tongue continues to dance a la the genes what brung you.
As any gazelle with walking around sense will tell you:
The physical world is to be taken quite seriously,
but as for all that other stuff humans are always yackin’ about – Jeeze! – lighten up. (That’s at least a reasonable translation of what it said.)
On one world, to maintain a certain equilibrium and keep everyone on their mental toes, every forty years they reverse the order of their alphabet.
There is in every universe: that which cannot forget.
After years of perceiving men’s religious beliefs as being ridiculous,
one chap says he has come to a new perspective, whereby his view of their seeking assistance from an extraordinary, external higher force is:
It doesn’t cost them anything; it doesn’t make their situation any worse, and above all: what else are the ordinary to do?!
In the certain man’s private universe there is a difference between cannot,
and I cannot use.
A man mused:
“It seems impossible to be famous without becoming someone’s hobby,”
and the conscious part of his brain cut its eyes toward the man’s sense of an inner self and muttered: “Tell me about it.”
There was once a king who had an uncanny grasp of both equity and the
exercise of power (for instance): right before the commencement of a judicial action concerning any matter ecclesiastic, artistic or intellectual,
he would execute everyone involved.
(“Uncanny grasp” aptly covers it.)
A forgotten legend says there was once a telegram sent to earth which never got delivered, which purportedly said:
“If you have to figure-it-out – you still haven’t figured it out. Stop.”
J
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We complete today’s News with further excerpts from the ancient writings
referred to by some as:
“Ideas That Defy Any Perceivable Purpose,”
(and known to a few simply as: UFN’s: Unidentified Flying Nevers.)
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Never batten-down-the-hatches if the hatches haven’t done anything to you.
Never attempt to board a Belgium bus carrying a loaded kielbasa.
Never talk to a deity who won’t talk back.
Never call up the power company and leave an anonymous insulting message
on their answering machine — they’ll still track you down and raise your rates.
Never bite-the-bullet if this will just encourage them to want you to
swallow-the-bayonet.
Never believe that you have heard-the-truth if what you heard made you mad.
Never be the first-on-your-block.
Never give fair-warning to anyone at the Blind Side Bar & Grill.
Never wave a gold credit card enticingly at a naked person of dubious character.
Never worry about being immersed in angst if you have ungsts
and other relatives just as bad.
Never ask a clearly beleaguered symphony conductor when he is going to
punch-your-ticket.
Never live in a town where the Fire Chief is an elected position.
Never bother encouraging people to mend-their-ways
who clearly are proud of their tears.
Never pull up to a classy-affair in a rented wheelchair.
Never believe for a minute that you have to listen-to-all-that-crap – much less take it.
Never fail to eat all you can at a restaurant where you can eat-all-you-can.
Never poke at a person with a pointy stick who could be from another planet.
Never be impressed with something you’ve heard
if it turns out ‘twas said simply because somebody thought to say it.
Never look up suddenly when the bell rings.
Never be disappointed when you strike out ten times in a row – just infuriated!
Never affect a phony Russian accent at a Teamster’s meeting.
Never listen-intently even when you think that you’re interested in what is being said, (it makes you appear cloddish and out-of-the-loop).
Never keep a little-black-book unless it’s for recording little-black-facts.
Never answer, amidst a crowd of surly strangers: “Why yes – that’s me.”
Never be disappointed when you’re sexually rejected ten times in a row –
just suicidal.
Never play poker with a man named Slick or retired East German border guards.
Never believe that you can have too-much-of-a-good-thing until you’ve determined
if those promoting the idea are also pitching anti good-thing products.
Never take anything you say seriously unless you clearly remember thinking about it and consciously planning to say it in advance of doing so.
Never let anyone tell you what not to do.
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