The
models men world wide strive to live by (religions and their mystical off
shoots being in a singular and paramount class by themselves,
in
that all others, such as political, nationalistic, social and economic
ones address only man’s behavior whereas religion alone takes into account
his inner [read: mental] life) always provide thricely
thus:
man’s
curse, its cure, and the reward,
(that
is: an explanation for man’s present condition,
how
it can be changed,
and
the benefits to be derived therefrom);
in
general practice the template looks more or less like this:
first:
somewhere in the distant past man offended his creator (god),
who
in retaliation either cursed him directly, or else made him available to
evil forces (anti gods) for them to do the job;
second:
the way to get out from under the curse is to become a follower of,
(blank)
religion,
and
lastly, the reward is that in another life after this one,
everything
will be perfect (as per your imagination of, perfect).
Some
version of the above, all minds seek;
by
nature men wish to enter a structure; wrap themselves in a cloak;
lose
themselves in a grand verbal concept which they can reasonably accept as
explaining everything that troubles them in their thoughts.
To
varying intensities, all humans possessed of normal consciousness
long
for and will seek such a model by which (as appropriate their degree of
innate
interest) to measure and attempt to live their lives,
both
externally (their actions), and internally (what is in their heart
-- their intentions).
All
of this being as natural to collective man as the development of agriculture,
establishment of cities, creation of literature --
the
very civilizing process itself of his intellectualization.
Without
a model cap to don -- men’s minds feel naked --
exposed,
vulnerable, innocent, helpless and incomplete.
Thus
it be with perfectly normal, exemplary men,
and
for every norm there is an anormaly;
a
man born with a slightly different wiring and programming in his frontal
lobes, who finds all mental models not only NOT
informative and helpful,
but
in fact, distracting and detrimental
--------- but where is such a
man to turn?
Having
abandoned the popular models he is left to adopt some
obscure
one to hopefully give him direction into generally unknown inner territory,
and
such minority models have always been available,
but
the certain man with this certain slant (does he not finally tire of the
struggle,
go
limp and give in), will gradually, yet eventually realize that,
for
his specialized interest & needs -- no model will do (here’s
the rule):
The
only good model is no model!
-- Yeah!
............................(okay,
let’s clarify that):
the
only good model is a model he created,
and
the only good model he created is one whose useful life span he
recognizes --
(and now another
new rule for the advanced certain
man):
useful
models have a life span so brief that two hundred of them have perished
just
in the time it has taken to type this sentence thus far.......................................
For
all tents and porpoises, the certain man (once out of baby
clothes)
has
no model --
no
distinguishable code or teaching by which he lives and thinks;
the
totality of his inner life is like a large road paving machine set in the
middle of
a
desert which, for it to move, must constantly lay down pavement in front
of itself.
“I am -- therefore I am my own way.” -- there is no other way.
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While
it is common for those with the-interest
to want to talk intimately,
and
deeply with a man-who-knows --
silence
has potentially more to teach.
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A
man with a grudge has a reason to live beyond just feeding the body,
and
most people feel a vague grudge against life for no better reason (it often
appears) than them being alive.
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Important
to staying wrecked is
staring
(having
your mind regularly in stuck-gear.)
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If,
while they slept tonight, every human was made aware of what talk really
is, tomorrow’s sun would rise on a totally different world.
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Nothing
anyone knows is worthwhile to the certain man unless they made it up,
and
the certain man is only interested in made-up-knowledge that he
made up.
(Don’t worry, mathematically, it all works out.)
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Listening
to your routine frontal lobe waves talk about your life --
diminishes
your life.
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“Son,
a stage of progress down the road a ways (that at first feels incongruous)
is when: you
stop showing off to yourself.”
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A
man who cannot be made to laugh at anything about other men’s lives
(you may rest
assured)
is
on to something.
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Seeking
that realization which will change your consciousness and state of
mind
is
a game that no one understands -- save he who understands that
no one does.
(The
unlisted, secret track at the end of this CD is that
the
realization consumes itself -- once found.)
Some things simply cannot survive in captivity.
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“Eventually,
there is nothing funny.”
“I hope I never get there.”
The
longer you go without treatment, the more your brain gets stuck.
And
one man says: “Now in my head -- only cartoons are shown;
actually
it has always been that way -- it’s just that now I label ‘em
for what they are.”
J
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