March 30, 2003                                                                    © 2003: JAN COX
 
 
 
 
 
 

If your hormones are stronger than your neurons  --   you will become a parent;
if your neurons are stronger than your hormones  --  you will become an intellectual
(childless perhaps):
if you have a weird mix of the two, the likes of which is unknown to the ordinary  --
you will be the kind of person who will try to get to the bottom of things
(such as hormones, neurons & all the other stuff).
 
 
 
 
 

You are quite blind and mentally unkempt if you do not realize the presence of
distinct, omnipresent, planetary conspiracies: that of the rich to increase their wealth; that of the powerful to remain in control, and that of the ordinary minded (the stupid)
to stay that way and see that everyone else does also (which is to say):
encourage others to believe that being ordinary minded is the best you can do.
 
 
 
 
 

For those asleep and unenlightened: you are getting somewhere
when you realize that you cannot honestly describe, even to yourself,
what it is you specifically dislike about being asleep and unenlightened.
 
 
 
 

A man’s brain mused: “I am not really a nice person --
I just play one in everyday life,”
and from another reality the genetics of his great grandfather said:
“Isn’t that all that matters.”

One man’s brain mused: “I am not really an old man  --
I just appear to be in ordinary life,”
and from another reality the genetics of his great grandfather said:
“And don’t ever forget it, or you will actually become one.”

One man mused:
“I have to hand it to actors who play the roles of other actual, living people,

Looking over his mail a man mused: “Most of the correspondence I receive
is meaningless.......but so is that which I don’t.......so it all balances out......I guess.”
 
 

One man sets aside one day a week in which he does not try to accomplish anything,
and reserves the right to reverse the arrangement when conditions indicate.
 
 
 
 
 
 

One doctor mused: “The most interesting thing about cancer is that
there is nothing you can say for absolute certain about it.......hummm,

Another example of unrecognized reality being right in front of men,
and likely laughing at them in their faces,
is their forming of organizations to "scientifically disprove” such matters as: spiritualism, mind reading, God.
 
 
 
 
 

One man developed his own personal maxim:
“Don’t ever have a friend or lover around who you have to talk to,”
(an idea that made his mind quite uneasy).
 
 
 
 

If the best you have with which to condemn someone
is the accusation that they are hypocritical  --  you have nothing  --
you are simply stating the obvious: that the person is a human being with consciousness, and thus active in the two separate areas of behavior AND speech,
a situation which naturally gives rise to continual scenes in which
the actor is perceived as disingenuous by equally unwitting critics.

An instinct, and the verbal manifestations of the instinct are two entirely
different matters (e.g. territorial defensiveness & patriotism: sex and romanticism);
it is the difference between telling someone you’re going to whip their ass,
and without comment doing so when they threaten to yours.
(The acute man can find how this fashions into his conscious relationship with
the thoughts appearing in his skull.)
 
 
 
 
 

Not long after being diagnosed with a terminal illness a man began thinking about several things he had long wanted to have but would never spend the money for,
and now mused:
“Why not get them  --  I’ll be dead soon and the money involved will be meaningless,” --  but which was immediately followed by the question:
“But should I spend money on stuff that I will not have time to enjoy sufficiently?” --
a quandary that he found most entertaining  --  and shortly,
metaphorically reflective of matters non material in his own neural system.
 
 
 
 
 

To ever fully grabble what is going on in life you must be able,
like a supernatural surgeon,
to remove parts from life’s body for examination without rendering them lifeless.
 
 
 
 
 

Advice, father to sapling: “Son, the sure way to not be stupid is: be silent.”
 
 
 
 
 

From the universe’s/matter’s perspective: what could be stranger than life! –
and from life’s perspective:
what could be stranger than being the thing alive AND aware thereof.
             (Just think, matter doesn’t have to put up with this kinda shit!)
 
 
 
 
 

When you realize what is really going on
one of the things you realize is that you cannot tell anyone else what is.
 
 
 
 
 

Another example of how words apparently understood can be otherwise:
one man after hearing himself using for years the term, “misspent youth”
one day suddenly realized its impertinence in that
if you are now alive to speak the words  --  your youth was NOT misspent.
 
 
 
 
 

One guy announced to his playmates:
“I don’t mind being sick --  it’s dying I dread.......uhh......have I got that backwards?”
(He later also became concerned about whether:
being-slow-to-see-what-is-going-on  --  and: being-himself
                                      might be somehow similarly situated.)
 
 
 
 
 

In a reality perceived by ordinary nervous systems as binary based,
there is a third (or more) possibility omnipresent
though what it might be at any given instant cannot be said  --
or it becomes one of the dual choices.
(Who needs yet more reasons to be quiet.)
 
 
 
 

One man says: “What you don’t know can’t hurt you,
but it can make life wish it had stayed in bed this morning.”
(He privately admits this is probably not true,
but is trying to win brownie points with you-know-who.)
 
 
 
 
 

Men who preach (in both religious and otherwise contexts) condemnation of men
for their sin, and shortcomings,
distractedly wring out their own shorts in public without ever realizing what they do.

* Pst! --  not if you're silent.