Jan Cox Talk 3300

Extracting Emotional Words From Secondary Reality–With Humor


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Notes by TK

To extract words from second reality is equivalent to rescuing words from the hands of the cultural milieu of the church, say, or politicians. The desire for liberation is the wish for language to be made pure and efficacious; to remove it from the muddy ground of Life-induced thinking. Non-physically based emotions like fear, dread and depression are based on words; but they can be seen as humorous if seen from outside the normal secondary reality reaction. (58:04) #3300

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

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Instructions In: How To See Without The Interference Of Inner Glasses
MAY 15, 2005 © 2005 JAN COX

When you’re of ordinary mind, Life doesn’t make sense – though Life forces men
to pretend to believe that there are explanations readily available thereof.
(It doesn’t matter how the ship may list, as long as you are convinced that
there are lifeboats waiting on other decks.)

Given the choice between seeing what’s really going on and what they
think is going on, men will choose what they think is going on.
(“Well do you blame them!?”)

One man was a geologist – until a god fell on him, causing him to exclaim:
“What the goddamn hell was that?”

“Your problems are in either your software or your hardware.”
“I’ve almost come to believe that I have no software.”
“Well…..in that case: there you are. I guess.”

There was once a gigantic, complex machine that ran beautifully, and although
some of its components thought & said it was malfunctioning and ready to fall apart,
the great machine ran beautifully,
(contemporaneously with the components’ assertions to the contrary).
(What a neat fictional scene to picture in your mind – no!?)

The Two Sets Of Eyes.
Wherever ordinary men look, they see their own ordinarily perceived views;
wherever the certain-man looks, he sees what’s there.

“One way to gauge the value of what you’re doing
is whether or not others are paying attention to what you’re doing.”
“And what precisely does that tell you?”
“Nothing – if what you’re doing is ordinary.”
Gophers never score high on popularity polls conducted by and among gazelles.
(“Tell me about it! — sometimes I don’t even show up on my own surveys!”)

Scientists feel relatively sure of what they know about the physical world,
and speak with calculated certainty thereabout;
on the other hand, ordinary men (who know nothing about it)
speak of the intangible world that exists in their minds, with passionate surety.
(Neat, huh!?)

“I see humanity en masse bobbing on a gigantic ocean;
six billion figures forever lashed together.”
“And where are you in all of this?”
“Watching it.”

Coincidentally, one man became convinced of the validity of that certain hunger
which drives a few men to devote their lives to restructuring their mental perceptions of the worlds both within and without, simultaneously with the instant of his death.
(One of his close companions privately hinted that accepting the idea is what brought on his demise, which caused great agitation among others who had known him.)

Words you never see falling from the mouth of the certain-man:
“But I get ahead of myself.”

One man never stuttered – he never found anything to stutter about.

There’s no telling what the mind of an ordinary man may think next,
same with the neural insurgent’s;
this is of no significance in one instance,
a do or die matter in the other.

Many things are too close to ordinary sight to be seen;
Life knows where it wants humanity looking.
(“Thanks be,” noted a solitary cowpoke, “that there remains room for
the stray, individual-mind.”)

Said a father to a son:
“When you don’t have far to fire, ‘tis easy to be a good shot.”
“‘Not-far-to-fire as in: no distance at all!?”
“Bulls eye!”

The proof of your ordinariness is that you enjoy story-telling more than reality.

The certain-man’s most productive periods are when he is being the certain-man.

You can make the ordinary smile by talking about ordinary things;
it takes more with the man-who-knows-what’s-going-on.

Dutiful soldiers march one-by-one – as do dumb ideas.

If actual remedial medications could be introduced into man’s mental-only-reality,
they would (from all conventional views) – do-more-harm-than-good.
Children enchanted by the telling of a tale, do not welcome an interruption thereof.
(At best, man’s position is: “Wake me, if you must – tomorrow.”)

One man is a firm believer in taking vitamin Stay Alert — and does so,
(at least as often as he can remember to).
“There’s the rub, huh paw!?”