News at Eleven: Life Purported to Run Automatically
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9/12/05:
Notes by TK
Life runs automatically, unquestioned by man, tacitly accepted by him, but the conscious mind cannot admit it. (36:11) #3351
Jan’s Daily Fresh Real News (to accompany this talk)
“HEY,” SAY WORDS,
“WOULD WE LIE TO YOU!?”
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The Magazine For Those Who Can Swallow Their Own Mouth
SEPTEMBER 12, 2005 © 2005 JAN COX
Finally! A Story NOT Concerning Hormones & Neurons.
One man doesn’t mind the fiddler on his roof,
but he has a bass player in his foyer who keeps saying:
“Give me some – come on, just one chorus,”
and a percussionist standing near-by shook his head and mused:
“That’s what all automatic, redundant thoughts say.”
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To those of ordinary consciousness, allegories seem like seasoning to a meal
they’re not sure they had.
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Everybody understands ideas they’ve already heard and agree with –
which is why nobody understands anything.
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Those who believe themselves in charge will never discover who really is.
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A news item reported previously noted that if you’re trying to sell really useless shit,
it helps a lot if your pitch sounds super sincere; well, take note how Life makes the thoughts sound that it puts in your brain. Damn clever, huh!?
(“Hey! – you’ve gone overboard now –
what could be more trustworthy than your own private and personal thoughts!”
Is there a rube on every corner of this planet or what.)
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Since his son remained determined to pursue the Great Expedition, his father finally so advised: “If you can find a guide who can give you directions without also giving you his god-dam autobiography – latch on to him.”
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People write & read fiction who can’t stand to face the truth.
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How Life Seems To Go When Your Consciousness Is Under
The Complete Control Of Life.
Man says: “My teeth hurt.”
Life says: “You do not have any teeth,”
and the man says: “They still hurt!”
(Thus do things go – way too close to the gum line.)
Once there was a young lad who thought:
“Being ordinary is going to be the death of me –
yeah, I know: it hasn’t been yet, but I still know it’s gonna be.”
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Okay, people write & read fiction who do not find the truth exciting.
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Way, WAY Off Some Broadway.
In the final scene of one mythical drama dreamed of by ordinary minds, one of the supernatural warring powers goes down in total defeat, but remember this:
the pictured scene is not really the final act (that is):
it is nothing that occurs outside the theater of man’s routine thinking.
The true Odin is not downhearted because his defeat is inevitable,
but because he can’t free his mind from thinking that it is.
Upbeat On-The-Boards News Update.
The special show for which the certain-man holds tickets will never be canceled –
his only possible downside is to forget to attend.
(The rebel’s seat is forever available, but it’s up to him to put his ass therein.)
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All right, people write & read fiction who won’t look at the facts closely enough
to ever appreciate their own unique brand of excitement.
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(Out of man’s standard repertoire comes this):
From a city view: No talk – no progress,
and from an inner insurgent’s perspective: Talk – no progress.
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No matter his wealth, an outlier’s natural-born-mind is a prohibitively expensive item.
(And to simply call it “high maintenance” doesn’t begin to do it justice.
[“Pa pa, can you ever do a cliché justice?”
“Maybe with a .44.”])
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First & Second Reality Cross Swords Again.
Even the most gross of hypochondriacs die of a real disease.
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One man puzzles: “Since, by their own constant admission,
men cannot adequately verbalize their feelings, why don’t they stop trying!?”
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Imitation is the safest, best approach to intellectual fame amongst the ordinary.
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Rhythm is the bedrock of all music;
steady tempo is the heartbeat of all popular music;
rhythm of a steady tempo is a supreme representative of habit;
what place has such rhythm in the thinking of a real man?
(“Okay! – that being the case, why not give the bass player some?” –
because while his solos do not actually discontinue the established rhythm of the piece, they do bring about such an abrupt decrease in the volume of the drummer
and the rest of the band that the overall rhythmic sense of the song is lost.
“Wait up! – are we talking about music or thinking?”)
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Everybody is two people: who they say they are, and who they really are.
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The man who understands what’s going on with words, sees most everything that ordinary men say as being figures-of-speech.
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At times (“Only at certain times,” he stresses) one man says he can find his self to be an acceptable substitution for his self.
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The certain few’s inner rebellion differs from the ordinary’s external variety in that
the latter has been noted to only make things different – not better, just different.
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After looking into the various exotic methods people ordinarily pursue
in the attempt to bring their mind to heel, one man to his self poetically mused:
“I don’t need no help,
to get out of step,
much less dear gurus, to remain there.”
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Being ridiculous is easy – being so willfully and putting it to profitable use
doesn’t fall under such a heading.
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Notes On The Semi-Social Graces.
A man who can think is never alone,
a man who can think never believes he is as conscious as he could be.
(Note: Such notes as these are presented as entertainment only for adults, and should not be thought about by large-boned children, those with supra-cervical tumors, or anyone who plans to run for public office.)
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The Encompassing Economics Of It All.
Beggars never rest – bums never sleep,
and only the witless remain in debt.
J
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