It is as though there are two people in each person;
one who knows what is going on, 
and one who is forever struggling to find out.

The one who knows does not talk;
the one who does not, never stops.

The one who knows has satisfiable appetites;
the one who struggles is never placated.

The one who knows is self centered, 
and a potential adversary to others, while the one who does not know can seemingly be one to himself.

The one who knows --   physically maintains;
and one who does not  --   mentally scrambles;
the one who knows  --  does,
the one who does not  --  plots.
 
 

Within the non routine scaffolding around the inner lives of a few people, 
the above offers a workable schematic,
and useable explanation of what it is that 
uniquely drives the human species,
and specifically titillates those select individuals.
 

The majority of homo sapiens silently feel 
their primary sense-of-self to reside in 
the one in them who knows;
for beyond any doubt or debate it knows those things essential to be known, such as: 
how to find food & eat; stay warm & dry; 
lick its wounds, and perpetuate the race,
while with most people the other self in them 
that does not know what is going on 
is little more than a  voice in their head that gives a running criticism of the  manifestations of 
other peoples’, don't-know self. 
Unaware, via this situation, do all people contribute to man’s collective struggle to --find-out-what-is-going-on.
 

No matter the extent of your education or factual knowledge, from one view, the one in you 
who does not know what is going on
is a giddy idiot-child.

The endless, and apparently go-nowhere debates over 
all manner of non-physical matters 
in which men forever engage 
can easily be sarcastically dismissed -- or 
seen for what they really are;
man's collective and glacial efforts toward a --
 -- knowing-what-is-going-on 
by the totality of each individual:
a continuing collective discussion of 
all that they do not know 
so as to finally arrive at a knowing.

Whether this day ever comes or not 
is irrelevant to a few people 
who want it this day.
 

Practical tips on how an anxious person could attack this can be gleaned from my opening observations regarding the several distinctions between the one in you who knows what is going on, and the one in you  who does not  --   
--  but hungers to.

Consider the three arbitrary, 
top-of-my head differences I provided regarding:
speech vs. silence;
satisfiable appetites vs. implacable wants, 
and selfishness vs. self-encumbrance:

since the silent one in you knows what is going on,
have the speaking one listen to it;

since the one in you who knows what is going on
has appetites that are constantly being satisfied,
have the one in you who is never satisfied, and eternally,
scrambling-to-know --  learn from it,

and since the one in you who knows what is going on
is naturally self centered and always looking after your own best physical interests,
have the one in you who is still searching for "something" 
compare what it says it is searching for 
to what the one in you who knows
has already found and finds satisfying.
 

This is not to say that what will ultimately satisfy the one in you who does not know is the same as the things that satisfy the one in you who does know,
for no quantity, nor quality of food, drink, drugs, sex, 
type of shelter, or anything else material will do the job,
but of profit is a clear-headed, cold-eyed consideration of the fact that the one of them whose natural appetites are readily satisfied,
and who has no doubts, and no questions as to what -- 
-- being alive is about  --  
has nothing at all to say on the subject, and indeed --
never even thinks about it.
 

How can another person teach you this;
who outside your own skin can 
know the situation for you, 
and what force other than the conscious combining of the two parts of your own total self 
can ever make you see it for yourself?!
--   they can’t;   no one, and  --  there is no other force.
 

A person who does not want to see, will not see,
and a person addicted-to, or  simply satisfied-with
the natural agitation of the 
one in them who does not know --  will never know.
 

For those whose inherent hunger goes incomparably beyond the normal, mortal standard of: 
“I do not know --  but I want to know……sort of,”
it is up to you;
if you truly want to know what is going on -- throughout your entire being  --  
--  then you can know,
but it will not come from any other person, 
not from any book, nor ideas outside yourself;
but from the realization of what --
--  wanting-to-know is.

                                        JAN