JAN’S DAILY REAL NEWS

                    © 2001: Jan Cox
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August 18, 2001.
 
 
 
 
 

                     THE JOURNEY COUNTS FOR NOTHING;
                          THE DESTINATION’S THE THING,
                     AND THE DESTINATION DOESN’T EXIST.
                           _____________________________
 
 
 
 
 

The shift de crucible in this activity
is going from struggle-within-someone-else’s-system
to you being your own lab & sole study.

Everyone at the beginning of a trip to a totally new destination
must ask for directions;
you must accept someone’s finger pointing in some direction
or you can never take the first step and get underway.
But no one knows what the destination is  --  for there is no destination,
and those who name it and say they know it --  know nothing,
and have spent their lives running in circles.

In the early days you must listen to outside information,
for you find none within yourself;
you are not even sure of why you do not like it here,
and uncertain of where it is that you want to go,
and there is no shortage of directions from those professing to
know the answers to these questions,
and to having been, or moved there themselves.
But no one knows what this destination is --  not for you they don’t –
for the destination is not a place,
it is not even information,
it is the Inexploratus Firma upon which the two stand,
and it is the unexplored land within you --
not within some teaching, some method, some system,
and certainly not within some other person.

                                Your destination exists only in you.
 
 

The bigger problem than finding it is  --   just looking for it.
Until you make that critical shift (which cannot be taught to you;
which only comes from your own understanding,
resulting from your own prolonged period of experience)
you study & chase other people’s destinations
even while you seem to be internally studying your own.

An unmistakable jolt occurs when you suddenly realize that for years
you have been looking in the wrong direction at the wrong thing,
that even when you believed you were studying yourself,
you were studying someone else’s notion of your self;
then you recognize that regardless of your past sincerity,
you have never, with a sustained effort,
directly studied what goes on inside of you  --   for if you did 
you would discover the reason you dislike being where you are now --
--  a discovery that cures it.

You need to have been immersed in trying to follow some teaching/system/discipline devoted to the destination,
then you need to turn a certain neural corner really quick,
and see that no one else’s ideas on this matter,
no matter how copious, complex & intriguing,
ultimately have anything whatsoever to do with you discovering it;
it may sound hard, but at least it’s not fair.

No matter how ratty & dazed you feel upon opening your eyes
any morning, you should instantly look inward with excitement
over the fact that your private lab is already up and running,
with absolutely fascinating activities going on everywhere,
and all you have to do is step through the door and avail yourself of this singular opportunity for study, and the acquisition of a knowledge about things, ever unknown --  but to a few.

There are basic & readily observable things going on constantly in your brain’s conscious activity that even those professionally trained in the field never notice  --   it is almost too basic to even be visible.
One way to mentally approach it is by considering deeply & widely this:
the mind does not put out thoughts,
and thoughts are not carriers of ideas;
the container and the cargo are one in the same;
and mind is the only thing known that consists solely of what it does;
it exists only by virtue of what it does  --   and remember this:
in one universe, Euclid, Einstein & Edison are considered bums,
                                                                       street mimes at best.
 
 
 

In that galaxy wherein your destination lies,
everything is instantly & conclusively judged by what it does –
--  by what it does  --
and over there, they KNOW the meaning of the word, “does.”

                                                   Do you?
 
 

                The most accurate name for where you now reside is:
                                    The Place Of Futility  --
                                        do you begin to get it?
   (and remember: this is not saying that reaching your own destination
  is not possible, it merely makes note of the limited shelf life of all maps.)
 

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                    PART EIGHT OF OCHO
                         ____________________
 
 
 
 
 
 

Only the unattractive demean good looks;
only the dumb, intelligence,
and only those  still asleep speak ill of the condition.
 
 

The only way a man comes to dislike his normal mental operation is to become scientifically cognizant of it.
 
 

Those who warn of conspiracies unknowingly operate
on behalf of the, Big One.
 
 
 

Daydreams of the, “What if” variety provide the brain with continual millivolts of harmless (?) pleasure
 
 
 
 

If you try to get-on-top-of the things that are going on in the brain that no one else notices, two outcomes are probable:
the effort will either drive you to total frustration,
or to a new kind of consciousness.
 
 
 

A man who has made-the-discovery  --  all on his own --
will never tell you everything he discovered  --
it wouldn’t be fair................................plus, it wouldn’t help.
 
 
 

Important Information Regarding Beliefs:
Get far enough from home, and all beliefs are untrue.
 
 
 

Here is the verbal key if you can get the right grip on it,
and turn it around as indicated, (no mean feat ):
instead of going with the feeling that says: “It is “me thinking”
change it to: “IT is thinking me”  --
(how else came the “Me” you to exist?)

The mistake is in saying that you think about something; 
thoughts are not packets that hold ideas;
thoughts are themselves whole & unified;
they are both container and content.
Ergo, the alert man trying to, get-there would say:
“I am going,”  but not: “I am going somewhere,”
 
 
 

If consciousness was a rat hole, thought would be a forty ton rat.
 
 
 
 
 

Being asleep is disliking being asleep.
being asleep is like being arrested with no crime committed.
 
 
 
 

Any time an unfragmented man says that some particular matter is this way or that, his words always come with the unstated preface that begins all sentences with the words:
”Imaginarily speaking:”  blah blah blah blah blah.
 
 
 
 

Question: If you are one of the few who, when you first heard it,
understood exactly what the term,” to be asleep” means,
then how can you be dumb, weak, or asleep enough to
still be that way?
Do you ever suspect that you have – missed something?!?!?!

Most people have no idea what is meant by the term, ”being asleep,”
and for those who do, its greatest example is them continuing to be so --
--  after they have heard about it and understood what it meant
 
 

                            From of a certain prolific, but unpublished author:
                                    “They may say that I could not write,
                                    but none can say that I did not write.”
 
 
 

The journey counts for nothing, but without it you will never get there --     plus:  you will never get there by too long sticking to your journey.
You cannot be in twin places at once, (the journey AND the destination),
and the futile will never lie down with that which accomplishes something 
 
 

                                                          J
 
 
 
 
 
 

    Here prince --  here boy.