Chapter 19 of the book
"How To Lose The Mind"
by Jürgen Fischer
published on www.orgon.de

Listen again, little man

1946 a great man - Wilhelm Reich - has written a text in which he addressed you directly. It was the emotional reaction to the many injuries and indignities that he had to face.

It was the result of the inner storms and conflicts of a natural scientist and physician who watched, over decade first naively, then with amazement and finally with horror, what the Little Man in the street does to himself; how he suffers and rebels, how he esteems his enemies and murders his friends; ...This “Talk” to the Little Man was the quiet answer to gossip and defamation. (Wilhelm Reich, Listen Litte Man, P.5)

Now I speak to you, little man*, since the speech, that Reich directed to you 62 years ago, is still as timely as it was then. He could not have foreseen 1946 that the campaign, you've started then, would be his end: you have falsified his research, burnt his books, distroyed all its equipment and finally jailed himself under a formal pretext. He died in prison with a broken heart. You have broken his heart. It happened one week before he should be dismissed.

"I am not responsible," you say? But, actually you are, because this "you", that reads this text is not a single person. You are identified with the ego, the network of identification with form, with things, with thoughts. You are the ego, that dominates the world. Everyone who identifies with the ego is part of this network and is also the whole ego.

There are several world conspiracy theories that say that we are dominated by dark powers: by the Illuminati, the Rockefellers, the Skulls or a clique of capitalists. Don't fool yourself, little man. It is yourself. There is no conspiracy necessary to dominate and suppress you. You're in power, little man and you use that power bad, because you use it to exploit yourself and to destroy other little men.

In the last century you killed more than 150 million people in wars and mass destructions. You have gassed children in camps, you have thrown atomic bombs on sleeping cities. You have killed people because they were black or white, because they are of the tribe of the Hutu or Tutsi or because they lived to the east or west of the "iron curtain". This is madness, your madness, little man.

And if I say "little man" I am also thinking of you: little woman. You are suppressed by little men but your raise your sons so that they cannot do other than treat their wives and daughters again as bad. You are as much a part of this system of little men and women. It's little women that still cut off the clitoris of young living girls in unspeakable pain and stitch up their vagina order to make them little women, too.

"I'm still not responsible, I am totally against such inhuman archaic rites," you say? I want to prove that you're responsible because I know you, because I know myself. In me is also a little man but I have recognized him and he is getting smaller and dies. Because I take his basic of life: not to be recognized. To be detected is his end.

Thousands of young boys - in the U.S. over 50% of newborn boys - still the foreskin is cut off - with spurious religious reasons. Do you think the ritual is not so cruel as the circumcision of girls? Then you look at YouTube films about "circumcision". Hear the piercing cries of pain of small boys when they encounter the amputation without anesthesia in the operation, celebrated on the child fixed to the baby-table. There are still little doctors who give "medical" reasons for this "inhuman archaic ritual". The difference to girls' circumcision, which is still carried out in Africa is significant, but the purpose is the same: children should not be able to satisfy themselves, they may not feel lust in their loins. And if so, should they feel the pain if the most sensitive part of the body that only serves for the lust sensation, rubs unprotected in the rough trousers. It will be insensitive because the delicate skin of the penis solidified. To masturbate now the boy needs spit or cream and this is not just done by the way in the school-bus. Prudery in its most horrendous form is the only reason. You know that the rabbi knows this and all guests on the circumcision ceremony, too. You know it, little man, you being against "inhuman archaic rites". But you are going as a guest to this celebration and will say nothing against, because one could take you for an anti-semite.

Can you imagine, little man, that this rite long time ago was introduced for the rason that the circumcision of girls can be justified under the pretext: all children are circumcised?

Millennia long you have neutered your male slaves. "I am strongly opposed to slavery," I hear you say. Have you ever been in a bar and sent lecherous views on the girls, that dance for you nakedly at a bar or in a cage? And if you can not afford it or if you reject it morally, dit you tell this your boss or your business partners who do it? And who pays for the many sex slaves, who work under inhumane conditions in your whorehouses? You are it, little man, and who says, that you have no other choice than selling yourself under such unworthy conditions? This is you, litle woman.

Do you buy cheap cotton from India or cheap sneakers from China? Did your DVD player cost only 29 Dollars? Where do you think, these cheap products come from? You say you're against slavery and child labour. No, little man, you only deny to see it. You're opposed to see that millions of slaves are working for you.

I tell you a secret, you do not want to hear: you're responsible for everything that is coming up in your awareness. Swith on the news: you are responsible for everything of what you see, you have made it. Not at one part of 1 to 6.8 billion, but at 100%. I know that you do not believe me. It is nevertheless true. I do not care what you believe, because I want to give you no faith. I will speak of facts and you can recognize them or not. If you want to turn a blind eye, you can do it and yet rotate another round of the suffering. You will suffer for so long until you want to take responsibility - voluntarily. You have cosed your eyes for so long - thousands of years - and you have successfully defended your right to suffer so far. Is it not time to conclude?

2600 years ago, a great man discovered you for the first time and successfully defeated you. The message was so simple: in you is a great man, every person is already fully enlightened, you only refuse to recognize. He has described in detail how the suffering works and how you can quit. You did not even have anything special to do. Only listen and understand. What did you do with this message, little man? You have made it a religion and revered the bones of the great man as relics. You have created a system of senseless exercises for your "karma clean" and you told yourself that you only need to perform them some lives, then finally you have as much "accumulated merit", that you have the right to "receive" enlightenment. All other will be reborn in hell or as ghosts or animals. You have been fooled, little man, it does not work. You are not more or less enlightened in the future than you are today.

I tell you a secret, little man, you sure do not want to hear: there is no future. There is no past. And that is not a philosophical gimmick, but bitter and sweet truth: Only if you know this, because you experience it yourself, you're not a little man any longer.

Another big man who told you 2000 years ago, that you yourself are divine and that you can achieve the kingdom of heaven on earth - not in an imaginary future, but today - you treated badly: you have tortured him and nailed him to a wooden cross, because you not wanted to hear his message. Then you have again made it a religion and revered the splinters of the cross as relics. You have created a system of senseless exercises to relieve the soul from sin and other little men told you that you will be refined after the death in purgatory and eventually will be reborn with all believers again to eternal life. All others come to hell. You have killed millions of people in God's name in order to convert them with violence and turned his message of love in its opposite: you have made that your children are not in a position, to experience the love in their bodies without feelings of guilt. You murder Christ again and again in every child, that you criticize, humilate, beat or despise because you think that you as an adult have more rights than a child.

You're crippled by your parents and other little men and you are doing the same with your children. The methods are changing, the effect remains the same: today you do it with porn films, which they share with their mobile phones, with indifference and emotional neglect, with flat-rate jags, senseless pressure to perform and you suggeest them that they are special when they have Brand clothes.

I tell you another secret: you do not exist. You're a paper dragon, a ridiculous blown up mental construct, that exists in the minds of all people that believe in you. And I also know where you are: you sit in a small part of the brain in the upper left-brain hemisphere, in the language center. There are you performing stories. You think stories and the human in which you hide believes then that he is you, he believes in the story, you tell him. You make your human to a little man. A great woman, Jill Bolte Taylor, has discovered this by accident, when exactly this part of their brain has been set out of function in a stroke.

Do you know the TV series "Stargate"? If not look once. These people are fighting with the "Goa'Ulds". These are reptile like larvae, which live in humans. This human, the "host" lives then the personality of the Goa'Uld, the human is powerless and must watch what happens with him. The Goa'Ulds are cruel, and inhumane - and they have to be worshiped as gods. You're the victim of a Goa'Uld, little man, you are obsessed by such a larva, without knowing it. It sits in your language center and you think you're it who thinks, speaks and acts. So naive and banal this soap opera may be - is shows the truth about the nature of the ego as a modern fairy tale.

The stories that you perform, are complex. They include your life span, which you think as "your life". They also include the history of your country and then do you think you are a German, an American or Iraqi. They include your race and you think you are a white, black or Chinese. You think you are Christian, Muslim or Buddhist. You think you are a lawyer or union secretary or member of the Domocrats. And all these stories that you believe you fill with role-playing games. You act as if they were real stories. And you give the most precious thing you have, for these banal stories: your life, your real life. The stories that you celebratre are still more banal than the soaps you look to.

Because you do not really exist, you must constantly prove your existence. You have fear, little man, terrible fear that this truth reveals. You feel terribly alone, because although you identify with the big ego of the world, you feel that you do not really exist. You are alone in the vast cosmos. What do feel you when you think how big this earth is, next to you almost seven billion more little men and women? What do you feel, given the immensity of the universe, where you are totally alone? You're separatly fighting at your place to perform your life, to learn a job, you are looking for a partner to raise children and will be getting older. Is that all, this is really all what you want?

Because you're so terribly alone and afraid you have some people around you, other little men you call now "we". It's your family, your friends - maybe 10, 20 or 30 people. Then you go in a club so that the "we" becomes bigger. And to prove that you exist, you make enemies. Enemies are important to you, they belong to your story. There are some real people with whom you have dispute. But there are other little men you call enemies, you do not even know. If you're conservative, "the Red". If you're a trade unionist, "the bosses". If you're American, "the Islamists" or "terrorists". The enemies are interchangeable: 70 years ago they were "the Krauts", 50 years ago "the Soviets". Do you despise the Latino from Mexico? In 20 years you will no longer come up with the idea that "the flood from the south" could cross the USA. Maybe you want to emigrate to Mexico then.

How are you doing these enemies? You give them names, to dehumanize them: you called them "sub-humans" 65 years before and have allowed your neighbors to be transported to death camps. You told yourself that they would "only be relocated", and then did get their housing, their furniture and their company at a price below ridicule the nail torn. But you do it also in your personal area: You call your wife a whore, because she fell in love with another man and take your children the mother. You make your fellow human beings to a template, a lifeless thing, you give him names, because you then can fight him as a thing.You can do everything to traitor, a criminal, a liar, a whore, because it deserves it, it has to be treated badly. It is a thing, not a human. So you do think, little man.

Because you still know what is wrong and what not, because you guess that your existence is only a small and insignificant story, because you feel that you do not exist, you make yourself bigger than you are. You buy you a better car than your neighbor. Because you want to show how important you are, you get a title and call yourself "Prof. Dr." and you have founded an institution with a very weighty, scientific-sounding name.

You "do career" little man. You think you have to be better, richer, smarter than others. You compare with others, because then you feel bigger. This keeps only for a short time. Then again, you need something new to get a raise. And if that does not function, do you feel small, poorer, inferior to other little men. But even so you can excel. You complain then. To complain is an important activity to you. Because if you complain, you're always in the right, the others are wrong. Even the weather is wrong when you're complaining about.

You don't like your life, little man. Therefore, there is always something you want to achieve. And so you use the most of your power to plan the future. You think if this or that happens, you will feel better. But if you actually might have achieved your goal, you have to plan the future again, because you never feel satisfied. I told you already: there is no future. You always live now. But the now you can not feel. You think the meaning of life lays in the brief moments fulfilling your wishes: if you have sex, if you leave for holidays. This is not the now. This is the confirmation of the ego. These are the moments in which the little man believes to be grown a piece. I tell you something: with each of these confirmations, the recognition of you who you really are fades a little further away from you. They are the poison with which the ego gets you.

The stories that you think you repat constantly in your head. You're like the crazy old men, who at the bus stop talk with themselves. You're doing exactly the same, you just do it quietly, little man. You say: "What I think is not your business." It does! With this inner chatter you feed your ego. It is the talk that your Goa'Uld performs with you in you. The ability to think is a beautiful thing, it is the property that the human animal has made to the rulers of this planet. But it has long become independent. What is the World Bank, the International Corporations, what is the President of the United States, what is the Federal Republic of Germany, what is money, debts, the internet? These are all just thoughts. Common ideas which became so powerful that all little men take them for "reality".

The reality, little man, is the blackbird, that just in front of your window sings, is the movement of your eyes when you read this, the weight of your ass on the chair on which you sit. All this and much more is the life that you now live. Above all, it is the life energy that pulsates in you and your children. But to you this is not important. You think that what you will tell your daughter, because it's too late to return home. You think out what your colleague said yesterday, what terribly annoyed you, and what you tomorrow will reciprocate.

You know not what your life is, so you do think you one. Do you know how hypnosis works? It is quite simple: someone who knows how you fuction, another little man, leads you into a very short moment of not thinking. Then he assumes the role of your Goa'Uld: he suggests you his thoughts. And because it is normal for you to listen incessently to a voice speaking to you, you do not consider, that what is said, no more comes out of your head, but by the hypnotist. Now that you're used, to do uncritically what this voice tells you, the voice tells you that you do not know the number "five" and you count: "One, two, three, four, six, seven ... "Even after the hypnosis. You do not even know that you no longer know the number five and if someone asks you how many fingers are on your right hand you will have six fingers. This exercise works with almost all people. Can you imagine now what the chatter in your head does with your life? Your life is a fiction story that you believe. And when the hypnotist does his job well, it is quite possible to suggest you a complete new story to you to believe in - until your own Goa'Uld again comes with his old story.

This is your freedom of mind that you love so much, to which you cling, to which you believe. Your freedom are the thoughts, that other little men have long before thought for you.

You say indignantly: but I am an independent person. Do you know what the term "persona"? It means the mask of the actor, which occurred in ancient Rome. Your personality is a mask behind which hides your life.

Because you feel so imperfect, you try to identify with things that you call "my things". Take a small child a toy away, which it takes as "my toy" and you see, how strong this identification is. It roars from pain, because it feels the loss as if a limb of the body was cut off. Thereafter, it is "my woman","my house" but also "my opinion","my faith ", because even thoughts are things. How often you've already argued, because someone attacked your conviction? Or you have withdrawn, but only because you had fear, you would be inferior in dispute. You think these things are a part of you, little man, so you try to get as much as possible. And you always think: if I get this or that, then I feel well then I am larger, more important, valuable. Then I finally will lose my fear, so you do you think, a little man.

But the future makes you fear too, little man. Maybe things lessen, maybe you lose your house, your wife, your reputation. And then? You know, at some point you are destroyed by the future. You will certainly die. Tomorrow, in three months or in fifty years. Then everything is gone, because all the beautiful things you can not take with you. You will go as naked as you are come, even more, because the body with which you've identified, you will also lose. It also is one of the things that you "have". "I have a body" you say, and you actually believe that the body is what you see hanging below. That is only true if you're the Goa'Uld, which sits at the top of the brain and which you believe that you're it.

You make yourself to a thing and then you have a relationship with yourself. This is crazy, because you actually live as you would be two. But it is what you take for normal, little man.

The future, for which you so passionately fight, makes you both hope and fear. It splits you off, because you use your energy at the same time for two opposing goals: you are longing for the future, you dream of - and the future, you fear, you want to avoid. And so you get nothing. Even the little success, you could have, is gone this way. Because you're so busy with the future, you can not see the now. The story that you have invented, started in the past and you think it into the future. The now for you is only the point at which past and future meet.

You are so very busy with thoughts that you do not notice that life only exists in the here and now. The old Egyptians have not lived in the past. They lived now. And your great-grandchildren will not live in the future. They will be living now. To perceive, to feel, and even to think you can only now.

But you are lost in your thoughts, little man. You have fear, you annoy yourself, you plan, you justify yourself, you attack and defend - continuously. This is you live for. You do that many hours a day, always. And you take it for terribly important. Can you remember what you intensively considered yesterday on the ride to work? Maybe. But what you conplained two weeks ago for a whole day - what was that? And how important are these thoughts today, now? Your thoughts of yesterday are for you as uninteresting as the newspaper of yesterday. Of course you never think to the ponderings with that you have spent the last few days. And you still continue today, even if these thoughts get you do not step further. - But they get you away - away from yourself. The thoughts are unconscious. You think they are aware, because at the moment if you do, then you know what you think. Really? You do not want that they are aware. You want to forget them immediately and think further thoughts. You're addicted to thinking little man.

What sense does this constant inner monologue have? Ask yourself, little man, you will not find any sense. You'll find that it is insane. This is a good start.

I tell you, Little Man: You have lost the feeling for the best that is in you. You have strangled it, and you murder it wherever you detect it in others, in your children, your wife, your husband, your father and your mother. You are little and you want to remain little.

You ask how I know all this? I’ll tell you:

I have experienced you, I have experienced myself in you, I have, as a therapist freed you from your pettinesses, I have, as an educator, often led you to straightforwardness and openness. I know how you defend yourself against straightforwardness; I know the terror that strikes you when you are asked to follow your true, genuine being. You are not only little, Little Man. I know you have your ‘big moments’ in life, moments of ‘rapture’ and ‘elation’, of ‘soaring up’. But you don’t have the stamina to soar higher and higher, to let your elation carry you up and up. You are afraid of soaring, afraid of height and depth. Nietzsche has told you this much better, long ago. But he did not tell you why you are that way. He tried to make you into a superman, an ‘Übermensch’; in order to overcome the human in you. His ‘Übermensch’ became your ‘Führer Hitler’. And you remained the ‘Untermensch’. I want you to stop being an ‘Untermensch’ and want you to become yourself. Yourself, instead of the newspaper you read or the poor opinion that you hear from your vicious neighbor. I know that you do not know what and how you really are deep down. In the depth, you are what a deer is, or your God, your poet or your wise man. But you believe that you are a member of the Legion, the bowling club or the Ku-Klux-Klan. And since you believe this, you act as you do. (Wilhelm Reich, Listen littke man, p. 20/21)