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August 25, 2002                                                     © 2002: JAN COX
 
 
 
 

One of the most difficult to grasp, but supremely illuminating facts is
that when your thoughts are not on something that physically exists outside of you  --  --  they are on themselves;
if your thoughts are not thinking about something that you could put your hands on
then your thoughts are thinking about themselves  --
but they always say they are thinking about something else  --
thoughts can never be forthright in this matter --
they will never say nor see that they are thinking about themselves.
 
 

To an ordinary complexed mind, this is much too simplistic (not to mention silly) to be so,
but for a man born with a brain which has the ability to wander away from humanity's common mental  homestead it is neither,
but is rather wire cutters to help break through the invisible barbed wire fence of
man's normal collective thinking, and get-out-of-town  --  beyond the reach
of all that is superfluously complex and pseudo serious.
There is no better notion to which such a person could beam their consideration
than this one:
to take the idea as plainly as it is stated,
then do whatever it takes in the privacy of your own head to find
a vantage point from which you will one day be suddenly,
and incontrovertibly struck with its total validity (to wit, repeat):
when your thoughts are not about something that physically exists
in the world outside of you  --
--  no matter what the things your thoughts are thinking about
are normally called by you and  everyone else --
the things thoughts are thinking about are themselves  --  simply given other names.
 
 

This is not theory  --   it is not even up to that common level --
this is a fact that is so far away from everything that the ordinarily programmed minds of men call facts,
that even that term is inappropriate;
the reality of seeing this is so innately alien to thought that it has no name truly fitting --  (once your eyes/I's are opened to it,  you will instantly see and
comprehend why it could not be precisely described to you beforehand).
It is truly a head-clearing thing to behold  --
to suddenly understand that all of the great and many metaphysical, philosophical, spiritual, intellectual, social, moral and personal things you have all of your life thought about
were not any of those things at all  --   not one little bit  --
all of the different seeming subjects you have been thinking about
were in truth one thing: thoughts  --
(there are no humanly conferred degrees or awards to suitably reflect this achievement).
Once that certain kind of man wakes up to this glaringly obvious fact --
nothing in his head/brain/mind/consciousness is ever the same
(he can, like a really recovered drunk, periodically fall for a moment, off-the-wagon,
and take a quick sip, but he can never again qualify as a full fledged drunk).
 
 

Seeing this is not a matter of debate with yourself,
nor of attempting to intellectually rationalize an acceptance of the idea;
strive for an objective overview of all that normally goes on in your thoughts when they are running (as is their norm) mechanically and effortlessly --
flowing endlessly though your consciousness,
constantly bouncing from one subject to another;
from second to second, the things being thought about changing  --
and then sit there  --   still and quiet on that new,
previously unexplored high hill you have found in the corner of your cortex,
and just look  --  flint-eyed, cold-blooded  --  look,
while letting float freely in the sky of your mind the idea you are considering:
that every single thing your thoughts ever think about
that is something your hands cannot feel  --  is thought itself;
from one perspective what is going on is thought wanting to gain some
understanding of itself  --   after all, it has done so regarding the physical world
outside itself to a breath taking degree  --  so why not itself?! --
why should not thought undertake to study and make sense of itself
same as it has the atomic structure of matter?!  --
why should it not?!  --   no, the actual burr is: why can it not? --
and for a certain sort of man, once he realizes it,  the answer is easy:
thought cannot comprehend itself, or even make any meaningful survey of itself,
unless it somehow becomes uncommonly able to recognize directly what it is after, and can stop misnaming its desire and misdirecting its efforts.
 
 

If there was a magic-bullet-sentence to shoot open the certain man's eyes
this would be a prime candidate --
to privately, via your own doing, realize that almost everything you think about is actually your thoughts thinking about themselves  --  puzzling over themselves --  and calling it: searching-for-God  --   for-The-Truth;
seeking-enlightenment; longing to make sense of things;
wanting to understand what is going on  --  and it is all but one thing:
your thoughts thinking about themselves under a multitude of pseudonyms.
 
 

A man who knows what is going on thinks not in pseudonyms.
J
 
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