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 NOVEMBER 7, 2004                                                                © 2004: JAN COX



While the conscious part of the human brain is incontestably the smartest thing
humans know of in the entire universe, it still must commonly exercise its cognitive prowess indirectly, as in learning how the human body works; developing anesthesia and surgery so that now the informed conscious part of one man’s brain can direct his hands to put another man’s consciousness to sleep so that he can cut him open in a manner that were his consciousness still in operation, the shock would kill him, but now can be safely done and a malignancy be physically removed and the patient’s life saved; this all arising from the conscious part of men’s brains having learned about the immune system & anomalistic cell growth & medicine and surgery arising from the fact that the conscious part of men’s brains that was smart enough to figure all of this out was not powerful enough to directly affect it; the conscious part of the brain was not able to point out to the immune system in words (consciousness’ only means of communication) that it had allowed abnormal cell growth to take place and that it should forthwith destroy same; thus consciousness was forced to invent anatomy, physiology, anesthesiology, and surgery to make up for this impotency;
consciousness has the knowledge --  but lacks the power of implementation.

A similar situation stands in the non-physical realm unique to man, wherein the conscious part of the brain studies ailments not of the body but (as men commonly
call it) of the spirit or mind, and here consciousness was led to create an incorporeal field of medicine, consisting primarily of religion & psychiatry in their sundry forms;
in this instance, the conscious part of the brain sees the basis for the complaints,
yet cannot directly go to the non-verbal areas of the brain & nervous system to get them to listen to its in-house directions; thus are men driven to seek outside help.
When the conscious part of a man’s brain –  even when it knows what the physical problem is and how the body normally cures it  – cannot get the other somatic operations to cooperate, it turns to an outside party (a doctor) to do those things – which the conscious part of the human brain has already figured out and taught him -- that one man’s consciousness cannot presently do for him, and likewise when the conscious part of a man’s brain sees what the psychological/spiritual problem is that is bothering a man, but cannot get the rest of his nervous system to listen to what it knows, it turns also to an outsider to provide this direction (a rabbi or psychiatrist).

What a few throughout history have called the desire-to-wake-up-from-a-dream
is simply this: it is the conscious part of a man’s brain wanting the rest of his brain,
and nervous system to be as verbally intelligent as it is,
and conversely, being-in-a-dream is the conscious part of the brain operating,
as is its nature, as only an automatic reacting device.
 
 


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Reflecting the seriousness of the times,
a chap reading the city newspaper on a crosstown bus said to a fellow traveler:
“Even as competing religious and nationalistic tensions are said to be easing throughout the world, I still foresee a final battle brewing: one between those who control the international money markets and those who will not color their hair.”
 
 

Definition.
Man’s Consciousness and Its Intangible Creations: The process whereby
deadly acts are turned into merely serious-matters-to-ponder.
 
 

As he looked toward his hometown (the city) a man pondered:
“What is the most distasteful to a civilized person:
having something unsavory to hide,
or having to conceal the fact that you have nothing titillating to hide.”
(“Yes,” unsolicitedly injected Prof. Proctor, “civilization is a funny business,
not of course funny in the sense that there is anything at all amusing about it,
but you know  – just funny.”)
 
 

One guy, when he finishes a letter, seals it in an envelope  –   then opens it,
and seals it back up for a second time, doing so in a manner that will make it obvious
to the recipient that the envelope has been opened before they received it.
(There is some indication that he has also figured out how to do this with the thoughts that automatically appear in his consciousness.)
 
 

Being critical allows the dense to feel less sluggish.
 
 

A father told a son:
“Whatever your location: if they begin to call the roll: always feel free to leave.”
    “Does that include being in you?”
“Especially that.”
And a mandering winstrel softly slipped in his song:
    “Oh, I used to be at home  –   but I left.
      Oh, at first I was glad  –   but then regretted it.
      Oh, I wanted to go back  –  but couldn’t seem to.
      Oh, met a man who said it wasn’t possible, but then met another man who
      said that the leaving from our original home was mankind’s biggest mistake,
      and that I should return there at all costs,
      and that if I failed to, I'd suffer more than ever.
      Oh, what a life we live in: what a one lives in us.”

(And the conscious part of the brain hummed a soft: “A-men.”)



As he exited the brillo building he noted:
“I don’t let nobody write and sing my song for me: it ain’t sanitary.”
 
 

The apparent value of the thoughts that automatically appear in consciousness   concerning intangible affairs is totally dependent on the remainder of the brain remaining silent on such matters.
 
 

The fact is for the few:
If the normally conscious part of your brain is thinking about anything that has
no physical reality outside of man --  you are asleep in an internal dream;
you are asleep, unenlightened, a captive, or any other label you'd like to apply;
if you are not making some extraordinary effort in your consciousness,
you are not truly and individually conscious and you have no way of ever realizing it,
or doing anything about it.
(But you are also quite normal and there is nothing amiss  --
unless you know there is  --  for you.)



For the certain man’s special purpose: silence is everything  –
but silence in a place that none suspect  –  nor could fathom even if told of it.
The endless stamping out of lit firecrackers eternally strewn beneath your inner feet.
 
 
 

J













The thoughts that naturally appear in the conscious part of your brain are reminiscent of
the explanation offered by a worker who while cleaning out a septic tank had accidentally
dropped his coat therein and was fishing around with a stick in the muck therefor,
and when asked why he was wasting his time on a coat that was obviously ruined, replied:

"I don't care about the coat  --  but my lunch is in the pocket."



 
 
 

J



 
 
 

One man's intangible nutrition prescription: “Brief and blunt."

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

And for those of you still fascinated by man's intangible realm:
 
 

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The following comes from a little known collection of writings:
“Big Earl's Big Compendium Of Ostensibly Specious Knowledge:
Or: A Deconstruction Of Man's Second Reality By One Barely Qualified,
(Or Perhaps Overly So?!?)”
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The police know how to stop all crime if they wanted to.

Men who collect old railroad time tables make fascinating dinner companions.

There are people in the Russian Caucasus who don't know how old they are;
there are people in the Turkish Caucasus who don't know how short they are,
and there are people in Bayonne who don't know how dumb they are.

Well-mannered people are sick.

If you take a child a long way from home and leave him there for several years --
he'll hold it against you at some date in the future.

Short order cooks can fix longer meals when a gun is pointed at 'em.

Accountants don't keep track of all those figures in their books --
they just tell you they do.

There is a fish known as the Penis Shark but no one has ever seen it.

Judges keep all the fines they impose.

The worst  day for morticians is Saturday--  no one wants to die on the weekend.

Several Swedish doctors now perform personality transplants (as if anyone cared).

Good restaurants always have bad food.

It is only their devil-may-care attitude that has kept the Finns going.

A lot of times dogs bark just to horse around.

Humans don't actually have kidneys (and even those who do,
don't have much good to say for them).

Every problem creates a solution (and vice versa).

If you save five million empty packs of any R.J. Reynolds tobacco product,
people will think that you're an idiot.

If you will confess to a small (even fictitious) crime, police all over the world
will not only then stop their investigation of you concerning a larger offense,
but will also give you a free pass on the smaller one.

There was no such person as Grover Cleveland.

You can eat boa constrictors  --  (and vice versa).

If you tie a child's hands to his ankles before the age of five
he will grow up to be well respected.

Road maps are originally folded by psychopaths who hate travel.

Socrates didn't die begrudgingly, in fact his attitude was:
“Hell, I've screwed everybody in Athens--  what's left in life anyway!”

It is not true that feet are the only place socks can be worn.

There is no such thing as gravity (and even if there is, I don't agree with it).

The more a person thinks about avoiding a problem the more likely he is
to have a problem.

You can only push an Eskimo so far.

They just have eclipses to wow the tourists.

If soldiers had to fight every single day of the year  -- someone would be sorry.

You can't see the process for the people.

The continent of South America is actually only half as large as it's shown on maps.

A business grows in inverse proportion to the sanity of its owner,
(same for a religion and its founder).

People with really big ears pretend they're not paying attention.

Geese can do the backstroke (but it slows them down).

Men who own service stations actually want people to pull into their lots
to make U-turns.

When foreigners are together in private they talk just like us.

There is a book that has everything you want to know in it,
but of course the Big Boys keep it from the general public.
 
 

B.E.
 
 
 
 

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