Jan Cox Talk 0602

Talk Requires the Appearance of Choice

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#602 ** Jan 29, 1990 ** – 1:07
Notes by TK

Kyroot to :03. It would make no difference to people if an educated man/expert knew not of which he spoke, but could talk like he did know. If experts did know what they talk about, nobody would be able to doubt his pronouncements. All sciences are different languages attempting to describe the same reality. They are not separate different. ‘things’, they are languages, the same process having differing approaches.

New languages constantly arise because they are needed; a new description of the same thing must continually arise. Therefore all information is designed to be inconclusive, open-ended.. New languages make man larger in a singular reality, whereas he sees it as new reality being created around him, new info. Connected to the three circuits taking different dimensional measurements of a single reality. All words are measurements and they always come up short; nobody has an alternative to them however.

Words serve another specific purpose in the Secondary Level by furnishing the atmosphere of appearance of choice. PL/primary level has no words, has no real choices. SL/secondary level affairs require talk and talk requires the appearance of choice.




And Kyroot Said…

The first step toward assassination of the king is to give
him a name. …(The Prince of Norseland cannot be killed if he’s
just another Bill.)

***

In-the-future, if you gotta tell someone you’re “serious,”
you’re not.

***

Everyone’s born in Phoenix so’s they can dream of Hartford.

***

You might hold this approach in reserve: If something seems
too metaphorically complex, just assume it wasn’t a metaphor to
begin with.

***

The first one started it thusly, “I say that men speak of
things as a preface to understanding them.” And the second one
joined in, “I say that men verbalize things as a prologue to
transcending them.” And the third added his part, to wit, “I say
that men talk about things out of sheer and naked desperation.”
…(And the offstage voice boomed, “Would you all please leave
in an orderly fashion; that about wraps it up for tonight.”)

***

A visiting scholar from another system finally admitted to
one of the creatures of his host planet, “After looking closely
at your life, I still don’t know how you cope.” And the being
replied, “Well, I don’t either, but I still don’t know the
alternative.”

***

Just before they began their daily musicale, the son said,
“If you know you’re going to eventually go to a minor key, why
even bother to begin in a major one?” And as he dreamed of
stuffing the squirt in a tuba, the father thought, “Kid, I wonder
if you’re EVER gonna get it.”

***

On this one planet, a guy told this story, “Three plumbers,
an attorney, four economists, and a dozen priests found
themselves all on the same train, and the train said, ‘Jeeze,
gimme a break.’ No, ha, ha, I’m just kidding.” And the planet
said, “Jeeze, give ME a break.” And the universe said, “No, no,
kidding folks.” And about then I left, having recalled that even
after suffering amputations, certain onions can regenerate
themselves.

***

One of the older ones pulled his granddaughter close and
said, “Don’t ever forget that all of the religions were initially
one guy’s bad dream.”

***

There is some certainty, if not comfort, in living in a
confined area, in that everyday at the same time, everything’s in
the same place. …(Yeah, I know, but it doesn’t matter whether
you can see it or not.)

***

From over near the eastern galaxy a voice cried out, “This
universe ain’t big enough for me and sarcasm too.” And from the
violet area a coy voice replied, “Why I thought you’d never ask.”

***

And in response the father waved his arms about and
bellowed, “Just look around you — what do you see besides
stuff?” And the kid replied, “Very little else.” And even
louder the old man roared, “‘Very little else’! — very little
else, what do you mean, ‘Very little else’?” And the junior
answered, “Well, it is mostly ‘stuff’, just like you said, and
then the other, minor stuff.” And the seething senior thought,
“Oh how sweet, oh how tough; minor minds and minor stuff…how
unbearably sweet.”

***

After reading that “pillow talk, intimate sexual repartee
should never leave the private site of its bedroom origins,” this
one chap thought, “Hum, that’s how I feel about my talking to
myself.”

***

Even though the former may be inconvenient, even heart-
breaking, do note: The last-train-of-the-day is not the same
thing as the “last day.”

***

Over at that little bar, while I was standing by the jukebox
— waiting for that important, very intellectual lecture to
begin, this one rather lifelike chap told me that he only wished
he were rich or clever enough to devise a way to “bell his mind”
so that he’d “hear it coming.”

***
During part of the seven months, while they were sitting
under a tower over next to the bridge, one of the kids said,
“After all this talk from the old man I think I’ve about figured
out what he’s trying to tell us…I believe you could sum it up
by saying that there’s a difference between having-a-rat, and
having a pet rat.” And his brother stood up and thought, “I
don’t believe I want to hear any more of this.”

***

(Sometimes I wish I hadn’t started this, but, oh well…)
Yet another of those ipse dixit divinities, or demi-divinities,
has obviously heard of my recent notations and now he, too, has
written me and says that what he likes best about “being a god”
is that you don’t have to have any particular reason for being
one. …and after a moment, Kyroot addendumized: I guess I
could be Mister Wisenheimer and add that the same could be said
for being dead.

***

Under 3-D conditions, the normal laws of motion are not
repealed in the invisible, internal world of man’s thoughts and
feelings. Thusly, when you attempt to toss something up and grab
hold if its other end, just as with divers, the act itself tends
to make it take a half-twist. (You might care to recall this
next time you think about changing-your-old-mind or reversing-
the-old-position.)

***

Over near the Chromium Sector, I found a new religion being
run by some guys that seem pretty sure of themselves in that the
opening address of all their prayers begins with, “Hello,
darlin’.”

***

Lying astride his catered deathbed, one father, who was less
than neurally shabby in his prime, threw his progeny litter this
farewell advice, “Never simply ‘throw away’ anything that is
larger than it was when you got it.”

***

As this world expands laterally, everyone has access to the
same new information…but not everyone has access to the new
interpretation.

***

The real revolutionist couldn’t write nonfiction even if he
wanted to.
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