March 27, 2003                                                                      © 2003: JAN COX
 
 
 

Mused a certain cosmopolitan chap:
“One excellent thing about being of ordinary consciousness is that
you can be constantly sick-and-tired of how things are in life
without suffering any consequences therefrom”   --  and he nailed it  --
think on it for yourself:
in what professional or recreational activity, other than that of being a human,
can you participate  --
continually complain thereabout  --
and no punitive reactions result to you personally?

Men understand not to do it on their job, or in their sexual and social relationships --  not if they wish them to continue  --
but in that supreme, all encompassing venture of just being alive and human --
you can grumble, gripe, fume, growl, carp, criticize, pout and whine all you like
without any danger of adverse consequences to you and your life  --
            (“Gads!  --  but that I had a boss and girlfriend so liberal.”)
 

An open survey of this subject makes it impossible for
a man who can actually use thought as a personal tool to deny that
relentlessly expressing your displeasure with how life is going overall,
(or even in some specific instance) is native to those creatures with consciousness --  and thus the ability TO verbally express their feelings  --   man;
indeed a chap who cannot be induced to join in a group grouch
will be instantly suspect;
the innate, unstated rule is that a man who will not say anything negative about
the person, or persons being presently trashed is not a man to be trusted;
such lack of participation in this most normal of human activities is felt by the ordinary to be evidence of some alien feature in the psyche of the non deplorer;
defending the individual or group being decried is quite respectable behavior  --
it shows you are in the game,
it is his complete silence on the matter that reveals a foreign facet to
a man’s consciousness.
The instinctive collective feel of mankind is:
“How can you not be upset?
Are you blind --  insane  --  or inhumanly insensitive?
How can you not be disgusted by the terrible things that go on in life?
How can you not see that there is something horribly wrong about life!”
This be humanity’s inherent mental perspective of life:
nothing could be more normal, familiar or expected;
to be alive, human and ordinary is to feel that life is not going right,
and to express these feelings.
 

The cumulative effect of man’s collective carping clearly serves some purpose for life, and as noted, is as natural a sound to this planet as the trees through the breeze,
but as always (thank zoroaster) the situation sits not well for the certain man
privately seeking to see up life’s secret skirt;
as always, the rebel submitting to the same embedded desires common to all men bars the path to the non standard goal he is after  --   that of not BEING common;
   (see, you can’t throw up on yourself AND at the same time be freshly dressed).
 

It is in man’s genes to complain;
from a quite solid view it is his distinguishing trait, and when directed at
the physical environment it can result in him effecting alterations thereto
which result in his life being made more comfortable and survivable,
but the endless displeasure innate to his nervous system,
when aimed at matters which exist solely by dint of that same nervous system
having created them to form a unique inner reality housing naught but intangibles,
makes the results perforce, intangible;
they cannot be seen, nor meaningfully measured;
the technology that accrues from man’s dissatisfaction with physical conditions
can be conclusively judged:
a change he makes therein either benefits his life and makes him feel better,
or it does not,
while any shift he attempts (and may say he has accomplished) in his inner,
mental-only realm cannot be said to, or felt to have achieved anything.

Standard issue consciousness however is not wired to process
the information of this reality, but rather is programmed to ignore it:
to speak and operate as though the opposite is so –
that changes thought says it has wrought in the world of thoughts
have indeed been wrought, and that (for all general instances) is that;
it matters not that the full nervous system of the person mouthing this prepared dialogue does not experience the change the conscious brain has declared in effect,
for no part of the system can speak but the brain,
thus cometh no internal vocal counter to the claim,

The whole world complains about life,
and normal people think and talk about what everyone else is talking about, (complaining about):
a man seeking to understand what is actually going on in life
cannot follow this common course, and if upon hearing this said,
should he not instantly recognize its veracity,
then he is not fully blooded committed to the cause;
you either feel in the cellular depths of your nervous system the error of YOU being a passive medium for the complaints about life that automatically appear in in your mind, or you do not  --  and you cannot be converted to such a position;
the certain man’s perspective of its speciousness cannot be presented nor
proven to an ordinary man’s mind.

To normal humans: something IS basically wrong with life,
and nothing seems more natural than to comment thereon –
the ordinary people who visually appear to run and populate the world
feel a compulsion TO express their complaints  --
to share their concerns with other right-minded-people:
nothing here of which a man is capable of making an objective criticism:
this is simply how the life of collective man is arranged and conducted.

The life of the man with a mind dedicated to getting the bottom of things
is another activity entirely;  is it not  --  his dream is doomed.
You cannot see  (in the specially required, neurological sense)
while your consciousness consists of nothing other than the complaints about life
with which life fills men’s minds;
forget specious debates over whether this or that specific complaint is justified or not;
to open eyes and transformed minds, they are all simply irrelevant  --   meaningless,
                                                                       (should a unicorn be painted red or green?)
 
 

Perhaps the biggest bouncer at the door of the certain man’s exclusive club,
keeping out the riffers and the raffers,
is whether your nervous system has the nature of unquestionably realizing  --  feeling, down to the nucleus of your cells --
the undeniable reality that man’s expressed belief that
something is terribly wrong with life is not what it appears  --  it does not reflect reality;
at its literal level it is patent foolishness  --  plus (for the few) --   it is a crippler --
which they must sense long before they fully comprehend
                                            the situation which to it gives rise.
 
 

One man says he is convinced that many proverbs, regardless of the deep insight into human nature they reflect,
can be improved (to wit he offers this example): "Either fish  --  or show us your tits."