Men Hold Equal Internal and External Change
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Notes by TK
All talk and thought about say, abortion, is of no meaningful effect, changes nothing, unless you personally are undergoing one. The only change that takes place is limited to the mind. No alteration occurs in the primary, physical reality. That a change in mind is taken by men to be equivalent to external change is revealing in the extreme. Breathtaking! In a very real sense man lives in his mind—not just in the external world. (41:00) #3284
Jan’s Daily Fresh Real News (to accompany this talk)
ONLY THE BLIND ARE NEVER MUTE
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APRIL 8, 2005 © 2005: JAN COX
News Concerning Inner Residency.
One man has started a campaign to change the name of man’s biological classification to: Homo Duplexus.
(Whenever he wishes, the certain-man can instantly be alone.)
When it saw unusual times approaching, this one reality would often tell its creatures: “Just lie still – some of you may in fact, enjoy it.”
Matters about which ordinary thinking comes closest to understanding
are those about which it can say the least.
Upon hearing this, neurons looked quizzically at hormones –
and hormones just looked their normal disinterested selves.
(Note: The matters being referred to are of man’s inner-only reality.)
You can go to sleep in the physical realm, and you can go to sleep in the inner one;
the difference is that men of ordinary consciousness can be aware of the former.
One ole man told his kid:
“If you keep your eyes only on where they want to go –
you’ll miss all the most interesting things that happen in life.”
This email came in this morning:
“After reading your Daily News for some time now,
I find myself hesitant to tell people what I think for fear that if I do,
I might actually start believing that’s what I think.
Question: Is there any chance at all that I may understand what I just said?
One man had thoughts that were like little airplanes,
all filled with concepts that were kamikaze.
One camera-bug said:
“The best part of a photograph is its edge – where it cuts off,”
and his inner partner countered:
“I would have said it is the central image itself,”
and a snapshot muttered:
“That’s what always happens when outsiders try to analyze the natives.”
Only those to-this-curious-thing-born have a consciousness capable of
focusing on itself (much less developing anything worthwhile).
It is the neural rebel alone who can introduce onto his mental playing field, competitors who would be alien embarrassments in an ordinary stadium.
To be secretly bizarre, in a certain mental way, is (strangely enough)
the height of ultimate normalcy.
One god stopped the creatures in his charge from sending him prayers;
he said they were all too filled with ultra-boring personal anecdotes.
There is a man who regularly refers to his self in the third person, because (says he) that’s what his every day self most resembles.
There is no duplex until duplex is thought.
(Aka: Mind has no inner partner unless you acknowledge him.
Or as some say: You can’t hear the explosions if you don’t listen —
yeah, yeah, we all know: It can’t be that simple [right!].)
There is nothing of greater benefit to the would-be rebel than total transparency.
*DoingTheThing 24/7 *
Another email just in:
“I sometimes feel as though I am reading your daily writings even when I’m not:
what should I make of this? – should I be concerned?
One sterling example of a city artist summed up his view of things thus:
“Were not Life so horrifying – I could not be so poetic.”
Remember: An idea can be your friend – unless it constricts your mind.
While waiting for the light to change, one chap pondered:
“Does the man who has cracked-the-case know things that others don’t –
or does he just know what they do — but in a different way?”
It won’t help to think about matters in numerical order if you’re dumb alphabetically.
If normal men did not think that the life of man means more than it actually does,
it would not to them even mean what little it normally does.
If men had not invented unicorns, they would have had to imagine that they did.
A rainy-day game for inner rebels: Tell your neurons that you have to:
“Go out for a while” – then slip away and think more than they ever would,
(just to see what they’ll do).
One guy says that the only thing that would make him feel better about the self
that Life outfitted him with at birth, would be if he could trade it in…..or return it.
Everyone has somebody in charge of them –
hardly anyone ever knows who –
thus do they make up someone.
Living in the city makes it difficult to get naked —
yet, just out of town it is possible to get so naked that you disappear.
And still another email arrives:
“Sometimes while reading your writings I feel you are tearing my mind apart –
and sometimes I’m concerned – and sometimes I’m not;
what d’ya think?
One man pictures this sort of activity as: Attempted self-surgery on your mind.
Within every metaphor, symbolism & parable is primary reality trying to break out – wishing it could speak.