For
the intended audience of these daily writings,
here
is another of those things which if pursued to its end
would
jolt your mind permanently from its present state:
no
one knows what they think about any matter until they say
what they think,
either
to another or to their self --
they
then instantly feel confident that this is what they indeed think about
the
subject at hand;
while
this is incontrovertible to anyone with the interest to look,
it
is a reality natural to everyone's mind that no one’s mind is wired to
see.
No
one knows what they think about anything until they say what they think
about it -- until the talking part of their brain says
what they/it thinks about whatever it is --
but
how can this be? -- it can NOT be,
not
as per how humanity-the-species thinks about what their thinking is.
No
normal mind (genius or mundane) can absorb the reality of this obvious,
easily
observable fact:
tell
an ordinary man that he does not know what he thinks about anything
until
he hears himself say
what he thinks and he will look bewildered --
but
there is nothing perplexing about the statement: it is simple and straightforward,
and anyone’s mind is capable of checking its veracity in a matter of seconds
simply
by noting what took place in their own mind when they heard it.
What
men call their minds, and the activity that therein goes on, which they
refer to as, thinking is not something they plan or in any way prepare;
before
a given thought appears in their mind, they do not think:
“I
believe I will now think this particular thought” –
the
thought that appears in their mind is undeniably unplanned:
one
moment it’s not there, then suddenly it is;
nothing
in man’s mental activity could be clearer than this fact,
yet
the six billion humans in which it is constantly occurring cannot see it
--
not
because they are stupid --
but
because the human brain’s normal programming does not allow for it.
This
reality is as plain as seeing your hand reach out and pick up a cup,
while
being incapable of realizing (or is it, accepting) the simple fact that
before
it reached out -- it wasn’t reaching out -- and
had no plans to:
now
transfer this to the activity going on in your mind:
easy
to say -- impossible for ordinary minds to do.
It
is akin to the mind attempting to picture what went on before time began,
or
what was here where this universe is now before this universe appeared
here -- except it is worse.
Some
men’s minds say they can
conjure up theoretical, mathematical responses
to
such questions,
but
turn this to the realm of their mind, and the question of what goes on
prior to
the
appearance of a thought therein, along with the assertion that
no
one knows what they think about anything until they say what they think,
and
a drop of water has hit a hot griddle: “Spisss!”
-- for an instant it’s there --
then
totally gone --
beyond
merely forgotten: exploded out of existence -- as though it
was never there:
that
is what happens when this basic fact about man’s mind is dropped on
man’s mind.
You
cannot ask a man to ask himself: “What am I going to say (or think) next?”
--
it
cannot be called an unfair, or in any manner, untoward query:
it
is a simple, reasonable and rational question,
one
that can be acceptably asked about everything humans do --
except
this
one thing: thinking.
After
he has drained the old oil from his car’s engine,
a
man can tell you that next he will remove the filter,
but
no man can tell you what he is going to think or say
immediately
after he says and thinks what he is at this moment,
and
more exciting than that is the fact that even though this is clearly,
and
undeniably so -- his mind is not capable of registering it:
he
stands right before Mount Everest
(or it within him):
his
mental eyes (it would seem) have no choice but to note the fact --
yet
they will not (the water droplet on the grill).
As
they are now: men could not think if they were forced to ask themselves:
what-
they-are-going-to-think-next --
nor
could they speak if required to ponder the same regarding their conversation,
so
the very things which distinguish man and make him unique (thought
and speech) would not be possible if he had to plan and intend to do them;
compared
to everything that all of normal humanity holds to be true --
how
breathtakingly: unbelievable,
and
exciting to a few, is this:
that
man thinks & speaks without having any idea of what he is doing or
going to do --
and
that he is not aware of it --
and
that it makes not the slightest difference,
(is
it any wonder that no one can understand what the certain man is up to).
Ask
Yourself: What kind of support is it
for what a man thinks
that is nothing more than his saying it?
Your
Answer: it is the only support necessary
-- indeed, available,
(in matters concerning man’s mental-only, second reality).
Those
truly
interested in the indescribable activity daily described here
could
further ponder:
Why
does either constant singing or laughing keep you out of mankind’s
standard
state of consciousness (the mystic’s: sleep)?
____
One
little philosophically enflamed kid exclaimed:
“Really,
really GOOD questions don’t have fuckin’ answers!” –
and
his brother said: “Which brings up the best one of all: 'Why is that?'”
What
can be said about the strength of silence.
J
JAN'S
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