Note: It’s Life’s Mind That Does All the Talking
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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3/25/05:
Notes by TK
It is Life’s mind that really does ALL the talking. Notice that your mind doesn’t talk. It has the potential to talk; only the mind of a man seeking enlightenment talks. (33:30) #3278
Jan’s Daily Fresh Real News (to accompany this talk)
THERE ARE PLENTY THE BLIND CAN LEAD AND THE DUMB CAN INSTRUCT
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Bringing The Unteachable To The Unschoolable
MARCH 25, 2005 © 2005: JAN COX
To his subjects a King proclaimed:
“The path to proper action for a people is through proper thought,
and the way to proper thought is through repetition,”
then signaling his Proper Thought Guard to prepare for action he shouted:
“Need I repeat myself?” and the people replied: “No, my Liege,”
and he bellowed even more bellicosely: “I cannot hear you! – must I repeat myself?” “No, my Liege!” they cried and pleaded: “No, no, kind and most gracious Liege!”
There was once a man whose inner partner, for his birthday, gave him not a gift,
but a vacation from his company. (What a kind and considerate semi-liege.)
From the certain-man’s view: You are either in complete charge or you are not; everything in between is routine and chump-change.
One reality admits that were it not for all the inner by-play,
it doesn’t know how it would get by.
Topographical Update.
All the help available to the nervous-system-rebel is at-the-edges.
What you do first is step firmly in the middle of the obvious –
and then pull in to the center, all the outlying regions:
this is what ultimately cracks-the-case, solves-the-mystery, answers-the-question,
and wipes the useless distractions from your eyes/I’s.
Conversation.
“All ills come from either genes, wounds or words;
all cures from either shots, surgery or speech;
men start men and men can stop men.”
“Do not you mean: Men start second-reality, etc?!”
“Same thing.”
In a completely unexpected move, one reality, at the end of its daily show, rather than closing with its usual valediction of: “Good night until tomorrow,” said instead:
“The few of you who can hear me: WAKE UP!”
The Minister Of Things The King Doesn’t Want To Talk About said to some subjects: “A man who loses all he owns doesn’t necessarily have to lose his mind,” and one of the people asked: “But he can if he wants to, correct?”
“Most assuredly: this is still a free country in that regard.”
There are some things that partners do not want to discuss,
(which is why the certain-man takes his inner confabs to another place entirely).
On one world the people kept pestering their local god:
“Send us a sign! Send us a sign!” until he finally did: it said: “Stop Already!”
Among the ordinary: there are some by-plays with which the inner partners are not comfortable.
“Pa pa: is this why ‘tis sometimes said that the certain-man is never comfortable?”
“Yes, but it is in a peculiar manner: one that is not annoying – but pleasing.”
Anything that aids the rebel kid in escaping is to him recess time.
Thought For The Day In One Place.
Most people believe a lot of things.
If you are only of the consciousness you were born with – you have no personal –
no individual intelligence;
this is not an accusation or theory — this is a fact.
Some creatures in one reality decided to blame local conditions for all the situations that displeased them.
Blaming is most people’s way out of sticky situations (ones they don’t understand).
An irritable kid whined to his ole man: “If I can’t suffer – I don’t wanna live,”
and the elder thought: “Well, that takes care of that.”
One King observed (with a sigh of regal relief, it might be noted):
“Those comforted by religion are those whose minds can be controlled by slogans,” and this email just in:
“Do the kings in your stories represent a higher than normal level of human intelligence – or lower? (I ask not for myself, but for my brother Bobby……who
doesn’t want his name mentioned.)
I look forward to your reply,
Yours Truly, Bobby – I mean: me.”
Being partners is a tricky affair – so much so that most never see it happening.
One guy has an attitude –
he doesn’t want you talking to him about it –
he just wants you to be aware of it.
It takes two people to prop up the average human personality.
During his single yearly audience with The High Priest Of Wise Stuff a citizen asked: “Why do personal realities created on Saturday vaporize by Monday?”
and the stuffy one replied: “What do you think that hangovers are trying to tell you!?”
There was once a faraway kingdom which on Wednesdays had as its national declaration of resolution the following:
“Those who cannot learn by sagacity may learn through cynicism,
and those who cannot learn by cynicism may learn through sarcasm,
and those who cannot learn by sarcasm may learn through irony,
and those who cannot learn by irony may learn through bullets, and those who can thereby be instructed may become High Priests — so: Never give up!”
The perception guiding the inner rebel through collective humanity’s inner-only, second-reality is:
“Anything temporarily out-of-order is permanently so.”
(There’s only so much you can do with the non-existent.)
Two observers from another reality were sitting in a tree watching the goings on
in a local city and one remarked:
“A man whose most prominent personal feature is his religion is a sight to see,”
to which his associate replied:
“A man whose most prominent personal feature is his religion is a sight you can’t
help but see,” (and being treed – they both agreed.)
Only in routine realities can partners hide from one another.
J