The
topic of today’s news was going to be:
“Two
forces push you around in life:
the
way you feel, and the words you hear” --
but
even before you get to the intended subject,
another
matter subtly suggests itself early in the sentence:
“Who
is this you
that feelings and thoughts push around?”
No
one is interested in hearing about anything that does not affect them,
(about whichthey
are the sole judge),
and
everything that influences a person either does so via sensations
running
through their body, or thoughts through their mind,
and
under these twin conditions a person says:
“I
feel disturbed in my stomach,” or:
“I
am bothered by thoughts about my job”
–
both
are routinely experienced by men and accepted as normal,
but
from the certain, take-it-one-more-step view there is something here far
more interesting than words like routine and normal can cover.
If
you have a pain in a leg muscle -- your leg will hurt and you will
limp,
you
will do so even if you somehow did not have a thought about it;
a
pain in a leg is there whether you say: “I
have a pain in my leg,” or not,
but
a pain, a discomfort of some sort in your thoughts has no such unilateral
existence;
even
as it is commonly accepted that the pain a man may feel in his thoughts
can be more debilitating than one in his body,
such
suffering cannot exist and survive without it be real-time, thought about,
(or better put
for the keen eyed/I’d:
the thought about the pain be present in your brain).
With
the matter presented in this manner, normal minds could find no fault,
but
what they can do is totally ignore it under all other circumstances,
the
I, the self in men’s brain which is the medium for what they call, thoughts,
makes
no on-going distinction between the forces operating in their body
which
influence their lives,
and
the forces confined to the cortical area of his brain which also seem to;
when
confronted directly, all men recognize the difference between a wound to
their body and a worry in their mind, but they are not routine so confronted
--
and
most certainly, not by themselves;
men
slide through seventy plus years of life --
this
distinction absent in their working awareness.
But
that is only the opening bars of this fascinating ditty,
the
hook of the song is in the never examined area of the, you
that you say and think is the object that is being pushed around by these
twin forces.
If
your body could somehow think without the brain’s consciousness,
and
your leg hurt, your body (we can only assume) would
(or
at least, could)
say to itself:
“The
leg hurts” -- and
about this
(as with everything
else about you
considered expediently from a strictly physical perspective)
-- there is nothing untoward to be found,
and
even after we bring back in consciousness,
you
thinking: “My leg hurts”
is certainly not inappropriate, and indeed, may well be in definite order
vis a vis the thought causing you to seek medical attention thereto in
the rightful pursuit of survival,
but
from the certain view, the entire landscape shifts strikingly when
thoughts
think about themselves
(even whilst
in ordinary minds it is not seen as such; routine humans do not comprehend
in any way whatsoever
the basic activity in their own minds for what it is).
When
an ordinary person thinks/says: “I
am hurt by the thoughts I have about
my
lover, my father, my country, my religion, my political party --
my
thoughts about life itself” –
they
believe themselves to experience the discomfort as really as they would
a stomach ache, and not only that misperception (from the certain
view), but when it is their GI tract grieving, it is doing
so regardless of whether the humanly formed sentiment: “My
stomach hurts” accompanies it or not
-- the stomach is in pain whether there is a you
in your head at that moment making a verbal acknowledgment thereof or nay,
whereas
when the ache is in the thoughts issuing through the cortex of the brain,
and a man says/thinks: “I am hurting
in my mind” (or:
“soul, spirit,” whatnot)
the
hurt and the thing hurting (“I”) are one in the same.
(Difficult once again to resist the parenthetical: Don’t
you begin to get it?!*)
No
greater illusion do there be –
none more profitably from which to flee.
J
* Self
censure should not follow here from since a life time required to realize
it is not unexpected.
JAN'S
FRESH
REAL
NEWS
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