To believe that you can escape from a certain place,
you must first believe that you are in that place:
this is an early cir***stance from which many who are initially
interested in
the life of the mental rebel never extricate themselves;
they know they are not satisfied with where they are (non physically
speaking)
but a most difficult to realize viscidity of the situation is that they
also do not know where they presently are, and moreover -- are unable
to recognize that they do not;
they do not like where they are internally,
they do not know where they are internally,
but they are made to say that they do,
thus effectively barring them from ever realizing that they do not
know:
a recipe for a routine life for a normal man,
but one of frustration caused by ignorance for a few.
Perhaps the toughest trick in the independent magician's bag
is to ever privately realize that whatever it is that so bothers you
--
-- you do not know what it is.
At some early time in your interest in the revolutionist's life you
read, and accepted someone else's telling of what the bothersome
thing is -- everyone does --
-- there is no other way to get started in this elusive affair,
but to ever progress beyond the introductory stage, somehow, someday
a clear fact must suddenly leap into the face of your consciousness,
the fact that you personally have no idea what it is that has for near
the length of your entire memory made you feel restless and wanting to
do something -- or experience something that seems not available or
possible,
where you inwardly are now.
This recognition is the first great release;
your thinking is liberated from a captivity that you not only did not
realize,
but which in fact, you had been taking to be part of an escape plan.
The sudden apprehension of this ignorance is, for the certain man,
a most joyous and memorable day;
he can then begin to actually reconnoiter his inner world,
the first step toward the full realization of what is going on in the
life of man.
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