JAN’S DAILY FRESH NEWS
© 2001:
Jan
Cox
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August 13, 2001.
The father said to the son,
(in the strict privacy of their
exclusive milieu):
“Even though, throughout the
years since you have been
worthwhile to talk to,
I have relentlessly spilled
my guts & tried to tell you everything that
I have discovered & experienced
pertinent to that, One Thing
which I find of supreme pertinence
to being alive,
there is yet one aspect of it
which I cannot -- or will not attempt to
verbally convey -- my
responsibility is too much for me to try so;
I understand too clearly that
putting this one thing into words
would do you no practical good
& indeed would effect a disservice,
something that cannot be in
our relationship at its now advanced level.
The truth is that since my initial
realization of it & the instant,
inevitable verbalization that
went along with it,
I have made it a point not to
repeat the complete description
even to myself,
but everything I have ever said
to you,
(and especially in our most
recent times together),
is all around its edges &
pointing right to it.
Your rational thoughts tell you
that the reward of, This Activity
must either be in the form of
gaining new powers, or new knowledge,
(which may indirectly lead to
the exercise of new powers),
but let me offer to you a third,
slightly different verbal description,
and say that what occurs when
you more radically see, what-is-going-on,
is not a gaining of new physical
abilities, or of new knowledge,
but of a new perspective.
If you picture man’s standard
view of life as that of
looking at a city sitting out
on an open plain,
and your physical abilities
as the material reality of the place:
(its geology & topography,
along with its buildings & technology),
and knowledge as the talent
needed to make maximum use of
its natural resources, and to
design & operate the technology,
then the thing I refer to would
be a new, non standard perspective of
the city’s setting and operation,
specifically the relationship
between its physical workings,
and the knowledge that comes
from thought.
You can beat your brains out
trying to alter inalterable aspects of
the city’s physical operation,
and you can break your back
trying to retract its flow of mental info,
but neither approach will open
a door to the forward compartments,
yet that reasonably seems to
be all that is possible:
I will, through some exotic
physical discipline,
battle my way into a more stabilized
state of consciousness,
or I will, via intricate intellectual
ploys, think my way thereto,
and as you know (from our own
combined experiences)
pursuing either of these two
courses can afford a man
much excitement and pleasure,
and can apparently,
incrementally shift (at least
subtly)
certain features of his overall
mental interface with life,
but as you are also well aware,
frustration is your ever ready
traveling companion down those lines,
and as you & I long suspected
(to a defensible point of near certainty)
something is missing from all
of the methods reported on
that are supposed to lead to
the realization of, The Goal:
this alone should perk up your
expeditionary interest:
if you assume that some of them
surely reached the place
I am referring to, then why
is it not clearly mentioned?
You are normally in a mental
state which you dislike,
and by being aware of the dislike
-- bring on a different, acceptable state,
but then, even though no supernatural
physical strength is required,
nor any esoteric knowledge is
needed to maintain it -- you cannot;
the more acceptable state cannot
be held permanently;
you can neither cause it to
banish nor absorb the unacceptable one
permanently (unless you fall into new dreams of being able to do so);
the truth is (if you have the
interest, understanding & heart to see it)
that the acceptable state has
not actually made any headway in overcoming the ordinary one;
what, un analytically seems
to be, ‘progress’ in this matter
is simply you thinking about
it more;
is almost as though you are
being sung to by cori spezzati,
or as though a certain boxer B cannot ever actually defeat boxer A,
but does become more clearly
aware of the ongoing failure.
That is the frustration inherent
in trying to change your head:
you seem to have two, but can
only wear one at a time.
The thing I refer to is a totally
other perspective of haberdashery itself.
It is
the discovery of a secret, but not of secret knowledge as much as it is
the realization of the true relationship of things.
It is like walking the face of
the planet,
searching for that one missing
piece;
step by step, you keep on trudging
-- frustrated,
but still you keep walking;
step after step: right foot,
left foot, mental foot, physical foot,
but it is not to be found in
how you walk, or in what you think;
what you are looking for is
that which ties the two together;
the perspective that awakens
you is
the sudden understanding of the ground you walk on.”
J