News about the original jancox.com website.
Jan’s friends, followers, and so on, are moving all his productions to their new Squarespace site(s). They have taken down the origninal Jan Cox website, and the new site(s) is/are not yet available. So, we are left now with no Jan Cox websites at all.
After a check on archive.org, and a phone call to Jae Kamel, I found that the cached or archived copies of the webpages had had their files removed. The link is there to be clicked on, but the file is not there behind it. So, I’m saving some of his original pages since I liked the layout and his artwork; and I have some of the transcripts, which are missing from the archived site. Those will be here for you.
For those not familiar with Jan’s ideas, here’s a really typical remark he might make, from the original website; and remmeber that decades ago you were much less likely to find or hear this kind of information unles you were already studying and reading, “on the path”, “a seeker”, or something of that kind.
Remember: When you achieve enlightenment by my method there is no limit to the amount of money you can make, working part time at home–and everything you cook will be virtually grease free.
And someone asks just how does my approach differ from all the others:
In ordinary systems touted as paths to super understanding the method is always one of studying, that is, “talking about” objects men find in a box.
My approach is to investigate the box–nothing but the box (once a quick study of the objects is effected and out of the way). Without a man understanding the nature of the box, he understands nothing.
Here’s another one:
For years, a man with a certain hunger searched and explored, discovering one new thing after another, until one day — BLAM-O! He made a single, sudden discovery that rendered all of the others unnecessary, and brought satisfaction to his hunger. Yes, I know, life can seem to be harsh and unforthcoming, but remember this: Cinderella’s not dead, she’s only snoozing, hiding behind eyes that are closed, but which could be otherwise.
So, dear readers, let me know if I should do those uploads as a new blog, or as posts in this blog; this will help me to decide.
In the meanwhile, picture this against a dark blue background:
THE CONSTANT NEURAL DISQUIET Continued from Homepage.
I propose that you consider this model: It is as though there are certain inherent aspects of each person that the person is programmed to find so unacceptable that they are unwilling, or else unable, to face and admit. It’s as though man is a creature with consciousness who is destined to employ a sizeable portion of that consciousness in the denial of what he is.
Yet another way to describe the apparent goal of activity such as this would be to go beyond calling it the attempt to “understand the nature of the mind,” or the attempt to “know yourself,” and move on to the purpose of comprehending the nature of the mechanics in us that produces a sense of there being a “self”….a self which has a mind….a self which we seek to know.
One minute “we” (our “self”) is our digestion–is what we ate–and the next minute “we” (our “self”) is based on some momentary neural response to a fright just experienced–while at yet another instant, our sense of ourself is tied to a passing memory, or arises from the flu we’ve just contracted.
Nervous system consciousness seems constructed not only to help direct our responses to our external and internal environments and thus, at least indirectly, help us define to ourselves “who we are”–as distinct from our environment. In addition, the nervous system also seems to use consciousness as a means to keep certain inherent aspects of ourselves from ourselves. It employs the mind (the function by which we “know”) to keep us from fully knowing–what we are.
Further note (still considering this model), as regards the idea of changing your state of conciousness: What we have historically referred to as “being asleep” is a condition in which your mind wanders from you–which lessens the chance of it focusing on you–and thus reduces the possibility of you gaining any real knowledge of what you are. Ergo, from an ordinary view, the more you “sleep,” the greater is your level of comfort with ordinary life.
Or: The Less You Know About You, The Better.
-that’s typical of the kinds of wisdom on the website, now gone.
If You Want To Be A Little More Conscious….Be A Little More Conscious
If you’re reading this and you were a friend or follower of Jan’s, you probably know Derek or have heard of him. Archive. org has kept a copy of this webpage from his site. Note that I don’t have the time to copy the entire webpage or site with all the colors and graphics, here, and that they are often missing from archived sites. The videos are usually missing as well. So….
-if any of you want to see the original text of that story, The Ants, let me know: it came from one of Jan’s books and I could scan it for you.
Last tonight, a classic daily news page from Jan.
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SECONDARY LIFE LIVES BY LIVING,
THEN ALMOST DYING
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Then By Living Some More
JUNE 19, 2007 © 2007 JAN COX
One ole man gave the kid a toy whose name was:
Something Resembling The Inevitable |
Catches Up Even With The Sequential
And what it did, when it was rolled back and forth just after sunrise, was to say to the person playing with it,
“Serious people have serious problems.”
And then, before it would explode in their face, it gave them fifteen seconds to reply,
“And silly people have operations we don’t even want to think about.”
A reader writes, “I will admit one thing that reading your news has done for me: I used to worry about other people knowing more than I did; I no longer worry about it, plus I no longer believe it.”
While it may be true
that a revolutionist never completely grows up,
he’s damn sure gotta fake it!
Conversation Yet To Be Overheard:
First Voice: “Many quite ordinary people, as they get old, begin to think they’re ‘on a mission.'”
Other Voice: “Yeah? What kind of mission?”
“To kick around the generation right after them.”
As the Army of Life pressed forward it announced,
“All of those with no fall-back position–fall back!!”
(Musing to his self and the sun as he lay in his backyard, one man said, “Have you ever wondered what causes men to spend so much time complaining about the ‘unfairness’ of life?!”….[and most of those within earshot understood exactly what he was talking about!])
Then trying to join in the festivities, one ole sorehead offered his own “Proverb Update” (his version going like this):
“Genius is one percent inspiration
and ninety-nine percent impossible.”
After many, many years of persistent study on the matter, this one man says he now fully understands his position in the overall scheme of things, and that he doesn’t like it!
The warrior-artist’s foe is any two-legged creature.
As they were cleaning their weapons, an ole woman told a visiting niece, “It is most difficult for the ordinary to be real friends to one another,” and the young girl added an appropriate observation, “Ah! And that’s why it’s so often praised and sung about in city odes.”……(What men cannot routinely do they are given to believing they once did–in history, or that they may in the future do it–in poetry.)
A tic-tac-toe game as played in one rebel camp:
If a man knew what he was doing intellectually,
there would be no revolution.
(Upper right corner):
If a man knew what he was doing, he wouldn’t be a man.
(Hey. I ain’t playin’ no more!
That’s just what I was talking about.)
One guy had a disease….and he named it after him.
As one method, a certain rebel took all of the nouns his old thinking had adopted as proper and acceptable and turned them into adjectives….
(He says he didn’t copyright this, and it’s yours to use free also. [By the way, there seemed to be a certain “chuckle” in his voice when he said the word “free” in his invitation.])
A fellow over at the Parking Meter Collector’s convention says that the kids in his neighborhood have a new quiz kind of game they’ve been playing; they all squat in a circle and ask themselves this general list of possibilities:
“Can you be original and live in the city?
Can you be original and be normal?
Can you be original and be popular?
Can you be original and be famous?
Can you be original and be wealthy and powerful?
Can you be original if any of this matters to you either way?”
In rebel circles there is no such creature
as an artist of despair-and-gloom.
While this ole man was in the closet the kid asked him through the door, “Why is it so much easier to make fun of humans than it is any of the other creatures here on this planet with us?”