Since Birth, A New Kingdom of Words Created Itself In the Mind
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Notes by TK
Is it possible for words to be extracted from second reality? Secondary reality, despite its intangibility is utterly real to the ordinary mind, even to the extent of making life or death commitments. But it is absolutely composed of words/thoughts.
Words have ‘cut’ a new channel in the mind outside the banks of the primary reality survival-related word-stream (i.e., science) as they have swelled with time and had decreasing pertinence, forcing them to make up their own kingdom. (39:48) #3299
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The: “You’ll Never Beat It Out Of Me” Report
MAY 13, 2005 © 2005 JAN COX
After you discovered the idea of being asleep & awakening, if you had tried to accurately describe yourself, you would have detailed characteristics which
you would later come to feel were the very hindrances to your awakening;
as though things are arranged so that what you perceive yourself to be
is what stands in the way of you really being you.
When talking about strictly mortal matters, anyone can make-a-good-point.
“If you know the secret, accomplishing just a little something
can feel as good as accomplishing something large.”
“What’s the secret?”
“Being a willfully conscious human.”
Only the living don’t see the humor in death.
At the end of many of his conversations & documents, one man attaches this notice: “Men who look like me, talk like me and live at my address make up 92% of me.”
A man accused of constantly making fun of Life responds: “Well, he started it.”
Remembering survival-related, physical experiences is a good thing;
not remembering personal emotional experiences is (for a few) even better.
(In the proper hands, a bad memory is a wonderful advantage.)
Even non-authors create fictional characters.
Two twenty-something cynics were talking and one advised:
“We shouldn’t let the ironies and insanities of life get the best of us just yet,
for I hear from our elders that as you age, your bitterness and cynicism
become even more intense; so our best is yet to come.”
(See – everybody has something to look forward to.)
In the city, everything that men proclaim to have an upside, also has a downside;
out in the rebel neural area, things only have one side.
Someone placed a call to Dr. Exacto:
“Doctor, can an ugly person ever become a popular celebrity?”
“How about a stupid person?”
“That doesn’t seem fair.”
“Which are you – ugly or stupid?”
Every time one man would hear someone use the term smoke & mirrors,
he’d think they were referring to the way his regular mind accomplished its business.
In his head, one guy created a blue-ribbon-committee
just so he could refuse to testify before it.
“Ooo!” cooed a limbic looker in the neural neighborhood,
“I just love a lobe with nothing to say.”
Release from useless memories is a first step to inner freedom.
Certain machinery, with certain parts never yet used,
unseen, keeps the city running.
“Health is all mental.”
“I’ll think about it.”
Moral For The Few.
He who converses alone — converses best.
To pursue a highly efficient, ordinary city existence,
confine yourself to as small a space as possible.
(Consciousness about the size of a walnut is just about right.)
If you only look at local conditions – things don’t look too good.
Talk can be about things that are real,
or it can be about stuff that doesn’t mean anything;
most people prefer the latter.
Experts in the city are men who can hide their bafflement better than others.
A guy reflected: “If you’re King and apparently all-powerful,
do you not have to worry about the future, or do you have to worry even more?”
Says a fellow in the corner: “Sometimes I’m almost overcome by my own insight – and I LOVE IT!”
One somewhat iconoclastic philosopher says that living awash in the copious uncertainties & insanities of modern life, he puts his reliance on but three things:
an understanding of higher mathematics,
his own superior intellect,
and a .357 Magnum.
Life is so large that there is something for everybody.
Those who do not realize what’s going on, want very little from life,
only that a few people listen to and agree with their explanation of what’s going on.
Statistics can be a distinct comfort to those who don’t think.
Noted a father to a son:
“If you can see it from a certain perspective:
each and every one of the thoughts that appear in your mind, telling you what you are, is a hindrance to you achieving The Aim – save one.”