Everyone knows that something is going on besides what is seen,
and everyone says you either cannot know what it is,
or else to do so requires some supernatural ability  --  no, no:
everyone knows that something is going on besides what is seen,
and everyone’s brain naturally knows what it is,
but everyone’s brain is arranged to be unable to say directly what it is --
which is why men have so many words:
they arise from all of the talking-around-the-bush about what it is.
 

Even if a man is born with that minor brain quirk that exempts him from this prohibition and he can directly say what is that is going on besides what is seen,
no one else can hear it directly,
so speaking of it willfully indirectly is only the reasonable possibility,
and even this is no really Big Deal -- inasmuch as life all around you is already constantly revealing --  indirectly – what it is that is going on
besides what is seen, thought & talked about by ordinary men.
 

You just relax here on the exam table and look through this newsmagazine
while your lab work is being completed;
the nurse will let you know when it is time to come clean.
 
 
 

When men cannot describe why something happened
they will describe how it happened  --  ergo their invention of history;
men like their wise men dead  --  ‘cause they can’t argue with you  --
ergo their invention of ancient awakened masters.

The World’s Foremost Explanation: “Well, I’m the kind of person who......”

A phrase that if, it doesn’t say it all, sure says a lot: “If something didn’t get broken,
how do you know it was a party?...........or that you woke up?”

Men who feel the need to define their self are not worth being defined.

Obviously striving to sound insightful some have said:
“For every problem, nature has a solution” –
where do they think the problems come from.

What can be & is known cannot touch what can be,
and what can be cannot approach what is.

The human brain knows everything that can be known --
but only the mind realizes this ---
which puts it in the, Phew! category.

Anyone who wants to tell you of the hardships they have over come in their life
has not lived a life worth telling about.

Whenever criticized and asked why he did not change,
one man would always offer the same three word response: “Do the math.”

What “I” cannot handle is the fact that it is nothing but its thoughts of itself.
Well how would you like to be in such a fix?!

One guy says: “There are only two possibilities:
serious people are either idiots or they are putting us on;
it must be one or the other.
There are only two possibilities:
people who are awake are either idiots, or they are putting us on.
There are only two possibilities:
people who are asleep are either idiots, or they are putting us on.
There are only two possibilities:
people who try to tell us something are either idiots,
or we are putting them on by pretending to listen to them?"

A man well known for his knowledge of ChasingTheThing, was asked,
of all the famous teachers he had met, from who he had learned the most, and
without hesitation he replied: “The one who,
when I told him why I had come to see him,
slammed the door in my face.”

To say that you are attracted to a person for non physical reasons is as ridiculous as saying you are attracted to certain ideas for non physical reasons.

No popular thinker was ever unusually ugly.

Laughter is seldom provoked without blood being shed.

“So   --   how can you tell that a real party actually took place if there was no breakage?”     --           “And don’t forget about waking-up, also.”
 
 

In addition to his words appearing here daily, every other daily do Jan's notations regarding ThatCertainMatter
come from his mouth, sounds which are available to interested ears over the internet by subscription.
 

(And his many fans might be interested to know that he maintains his challenging schedule of writing, speaking and competition running
despite the fact that he is now blind, mute and legless.)
 
 
 
 

Forget the warning of a sucker being born every minute  --   there's a new one bein' begot every second   --   and guess where.