Jan Cox Talk 3296

Bias of Secondary Reality Informed by Life’s Force Fed Maps


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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Notes by TK

The physical senses register only primary reality; simultaneously, the “mental senses” register the secondary one. They are completely different. The mental perception carries bias, with commentary, pro or con, toward the primary perception. The bias of the second reality is informed by the ubiquitous maps/guidance accessed from Life’s force-fed repertoire. (46:47) #3296

Jan’s Daily Fresh Real News (to accompany this talk)

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The Volatile Voting Guide For The Man Who Only Backs His Self
MAY 6, 2005 © 2005 JAN COX
Even If You Already Enjoy These Daily Stories, Keep In Mind That They Are All
Written To Say Something Besides What They Literally Say And They Get Even Better

The Comprehension Of Worth.
After a life dedicated to strenuous study, studious research, sacrifice and effort,
he was ready to present to the world his intellectual and literary magnum opus,
which he crowned with the title: “The Comprehensive History Of Philosophy,”
but someone pointed out to him that there were already several books with that title, and he said: “O.k. change it to:‘The Full History Of Crap.’”
(And across the land the announcement went out:
“Let each man determine and define the nature and value of his work.”)

When this one chap expressed surprise about being offered a teaching position,
and freely stated to the board that he: “Didn’t know anything,”
they laughed so hard, bottled water came out of their noses.

Superhero Dream-Time.
Everyone secretly wishes they could, fully armed, leap into their own head,
and announce: “Okay! — I’m commandeering this mind!”

Adopting another person’s model for some feature of Life on a more or less
permanent basis is mixing your own hemlock.

In city activities, being able to pull-a-groin-muscle at will can come in quite handy.
(What could be more refreshing than a time-out from a game that
does nothing and goes nowhere.)

Those who discover what’s-going-on become (perhaps unwittingly)
a certain brand of humorists (mostly in private).

All a woman needs do to have a social life is make some man’s dick hard;
all the rebel must do to have the mental life he seeks is have thoughts that will do
the same to his consciousness.

No one who a rebel would find worth quoting would particularly want to be.

Stay-at-home natives can never objectively judge their homeland.
Until you’ve mentally been someone else you can’t be aware that up ‘til then
you haven’t known who & what you are.

Acting on behalf of his community, one man posted this announcement:
“Due to forces beyond our control.”

Song for those who have undertaken to awaken, and whose efforts have only now begun to reveal the true nature & extent of man’s everyday state of open-eyed sleep.
(“Oh, ‘tis a sizable miracle that I just made it through this day alive.”)

In the world of the man working to crack-the-case,
the closer you get to anything — the closer you get to everything.

At one level: all advice is secretly a joke.

It All Takes Place Under The Big Top.
From one view, the mental trapeze artist’s best protection is in having no safety net.
(“I’m left with nowhere to go but Go.”)

Wanting to get-the-jump on the competition can be exhilaration sans pareil –
IF you ever realize who the competition is.

The kindly old doctor reassured the young lad:
“No, you cannot get mind blisters from its overuse.”

In lands where words are not recognized as distinct, living entities,
much confusion will be found.

In some places, being cute is accepted in lieu of being intelligent.

Location, Location.
Honesty does begin at home – unless you live in San Quentin.

The Power Of Words.
Merely by changing his name to Santiago was he then able to speak Spanish.

Things that won’t fly otherwise, will fly in the city.
(Man’s inner-only-world was the original poster boy for allowances.)

A real man cannot be shot without his acquiescence.

A man with a duck invites rhymes.
(Words follow men everywhere they go.)

You can’t find fault with what you can’t see.
(“I wanna see what I can’t see!”)

Action begets action;
talk begets talk;
this is the inner rebel’s basic lesson in physics.

(The Alternative Gets A Turn): The Impotency Of Words.
At its unveiling, the Hover Plane wouldn’t hover.
(“Well, that makes me feel some better.”)

Man’s consciousness has a natural resistance to looking at itself;
what do you make of this?
Trying to keep an eye on one’s inner self is like
trying to thread a rain puddle through a needle.

Tip For The Would-Be Adventurer.
You can’t get around if you don’t look around.

Notes one observer:
“Apparently the only gods worthy of man are those who are angry with him.”
“And why not!” responds another guy: “The consciousness men are normally
furnished with seems to similarly have an adversarial relationship with them.”
(One ole sorehead’s latest offering:
“A friend is just a foe you haven’t talked to enough.”)

Remember: In man’s mental-only world – everybody does the right-thing.
(“Pa pa: is that why so many prefer that realm over the physical world?”)

Since no map can cover all of the pertinent territory,
the dedicated explorer becomes his own.