March 29, 2003                                                                      © 2003: JAN COX
 
 

(Expansion of March 28.)
 
 
 

When people talk, no matter the apparent subject,
they are mostly talking about themselves,
and when people talk specifically about themselves,
they are talking TO themselves;
humans are not normally constructed to take note of the first,
and if anything, are even more oblivious to the second,
but to a man with special hearing, nothing rings clearer in the audible realm.

When the subject a man is talking about is not something that physically exists,
then he is talking about himself (and possibly humanity collectively),
this is no theory but plain fact  --  if  you can naturally grasp it;
if not, it cannot be proven to you; you are by nature, one-of-them (that is:
the normal majority).
As elusive as this fact be to standard wired nervous systems,
it saliently sings its song clear and constantly everywhere:
a man sobbing and moaning in grief over the death of a loved one, once he begins to speak, will immediately, invariably detail how HE has suffered thereby:
how he hasn’t slept well in days, has lost his appetite, has been unable to enjoy life,
all of these personal complaints --  as his mother lies there cold in the coffin,
and this is no childish carping on some people’s insensitivity or stupidity,
this is how all men are normally wired and programmed (same as animals are,
only difference is, beasts can’t speak).
Whenever men talk about any matter that you cannot feel with your hands
(grief for instance) they are talking about themselves,
and when this is noted, you either instantly and dispassionately realize it is so,
or you do not  --  you were never intended to  --  and that is the end of it for you.

Ergo: in a competently civilized milieu
(to wit: wherein men are not daily having to physically fight to merely survive)
men spend little time talking about matters directly related to survival
(which would be matters of technology),
but rather speak mostly about recreational matters (matters of culture),
but without the recognition that when they talk about any non essential matter
(not one of technology)  --  they are talking about themselves  --
thus you have a normally unheralded situation wherein the large, large majority of
the human sounds heard in civilized setting are songs men are singing,
unknowingly about themselves.  (Now into the even juicier cut.)
 
 

The above constant and misidentified background noise aside,
men do spend a great deal of their vocal life specifically talking about themselves,
telling others, what-kind-of-person-they-are  --  but this too (for the few) is a fraud,
for when men talk about themselves, men are talking TO themselves;
as people minutely detail to others, their ideas, beliefs, and tastes:
their talents and shortcomings; their successes and failures;
their goals and experiences,
they are not attempting to convey personal information about themselves to others,
but are in truth, trying to explain and describe themselves TO themselves.
And here, once again, you find man’s nervous system wired and programmed
to operate in a manner that belies how it is wired and programmed to SAY that it does, (this one of the early fundamental discoveries the certain man makes
in his specialized inner expedition).

The conscious activity in the human brain is by nature talkative  --  and instinctively, (when survival is not an imminent concern) wants to talk about itself,
under the guise of talking about the human in which it resides.
When related to physical matters outside the person,
human talk makes life more comfortable and sustainable;
when the talk is pertinent to matters which exist only inside of consciousness itself, the talk does not merely make the matters more likely of survival,
the talk is imperative FOR their survival,
(if a day passes wherein no one talks about them, rest assured that,
God, Jack Frost, and the spirit of Thomas Jefferson are sweatin’ bullets).

Human consciousness (and its surrogate, human beings) do not talk about themselves to make themselves more comprehensible to other humans;
men (and in disguise, their consciousness) talk incessantly about themselves
in a never ending endeavor to  --  (does it really have to be said?)
 

Humans talking about themselves is life’s consciousness (as manifest in humans) trying to make sense of itself,
and in so doing, collaterally helping to sustain an illusion (perhaps better put):
a sensation-without-tangible-support  --
the sensation consciousness produces in humans of them BEING the consciousness;
so --  by men talking about themselves TO themselves,
consciousness verbally tries to stand itself up for the study of itself,
while simultaneously establishing itself as the study-ER (a man’s sense of an inner self),
all done incessantly, and all outside of man’s direct cognizance (or at least concession).
 
 

No man is in the position of saying whether this is an efficient move on life’s part,
or not,
all that is possible is to recognize what is going on
so that your consciousness is not all spent in support of this collective activity,
leaving none for that special, individual pursuit.
Talking about yourself is not wrong, evil, untoward,
or from any normal perspective, condemnable,
but from the certain man’s corner, it is a supreme time-waster and self-misleader;
the things your consciousness says about you are useless,
if they had any value, you and everyone else would have changed years ago
when you first heard them all.

An ordinary man trying to describe to other people the kind of person he is, deep-down-inside serves (you can only assume) a profitable purpose for life;
attempting to put yourself into words is (for the would-be rebel)
about the worst thing he can do  --
for in so doing, he helps prop up a vacuous tyrant  --  a ridiculous dictator  --
not just without clothes  --   but without substance.
A man talking about himself  --  describing the kind of inner person he says he is,
is no more than the Tooth Fairy struggling by argument, to prove her existence;
with some people, she succeeds (okay, with most)  --  does she with you?  --
or do you begin to catch on?

Oh, it is difficult  --  from one quite rational vista  --   impossible:
“Consciousness can never understand itself  --