It happened that only recently I had come across a sentence in reading old
Chinese Zen texts which had brought me up short. This sentence had something in it so
precise, so arrogantly irrational, so unrelenting, so unashamedly illogical, as if it had
been formulated from a framework no longer accessible to us:
"When you understand that the external world has nothing to do with your real
self, and you act accordingly, you then return to your original state."
Over a period of weeks, I found myself thinking often about this sentence. When the ideas
about using old words as a mental saltlick began to develop, this sentence seemed a good
candidate, or tool, to use in the experiment I had in mind.
My plan was simple: to silently repeat the statement at a forced, very slow speed. As I
began the experiment, I quickly developed several variations.
1. To think the statements one syllable at a time, with each syllable carefully
long and drawn out. Thus:"Wwwwhhheeennn yyyyyyouououou
uuuuuunnnnnn..." and so on,
with the result that saying the complete sentence would take as much as five minutes of
clock time. As I did this, I found that the very sounds of the phonemes became more and
more prominent in my mind. Often, I also found the muscles in my mouth moving (silently)
as the sounds formed in my mind. A peculiar internal "hearing" of the very
sounds occasionally occurred.
2. To match the thinking of the statement rhythmically either to an internal or an
external source. I would say it such that one syllable or one word would equal
one inhalation or exhalation. Or one syllable per heartbeat. Or one syllable or word per
musical beat.
3. To think the statement as normal, spoken speech but just a bit more slowly than
anyone would speak the sentence.
4. To repeat the sentence several or even many times.
5. To focus, while doing the lick, on nature. Ideally, outside, where
you can see grass, trees, sky. If youre inside, look at a plant, or a patch of blue
through a window will do. Wanting that, use a nature photograph or painting. Or just close
your eyes and imagine a landscape.
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