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Friday, 26 June 2015
He identified two invariant and related qualities of experience. The first was shift, that he was never located where he had just taken himself to be, and the second was insecurity, meaning that there was an unassuageable thirst for such location which played itself out in a field of resemblances. Resemblances, echoing and repeating each other in endless multiplication, superceding and consuming each other in endless cancellation. And to this he felt constrained to add a further speculative complication: that a fixed quantum of faith or reality had to be divided amongst them, in a brutal zero-sum game.
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