He had a notion of a second mind, an unconscious one that ran counter to the main current of his thoughts, a container for every half-conceived variant and over-ambitious synthesis that could not be openly avowed. It seemed to him that everyone he met had a similar mental configuration and that when they failed to fully comprehend their own acts and utterances this was due to their ignorance of the contribution of their second mind in every conscious assumption of position. To be able to give a thoroughly rational account of one's motivations was to him a sign of absence of election, although not a necessary one. Instead he imagined himself to live on particularly close terms with this second mind, so that he could choose to perceive by way of it. This was already the replacement of the outer world of distinct things, positively and negatively cooperating via blind externalities, with a world. Repeated experience made it clear that this world, this inland, had already been largely colonised, but in no way unequivocally. The energies here were always charged and spectacularly ambivalent. It went a long way in depth, and he had to admit that he had no idea how far.