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Sunday, 21 February 2016
The experience of one-ness in soul or in the deeper, prior consciousness is an insistent one, but I am not aware in any way of my identity with others, or with any particular other. How does such a thoroughgoing othering come about, so that even a 'significant' other remains a mystery, a provoking partner in a dyad entered into once and for all, a dyad in which from the very start optionality is relativised? One idea is that there is a dyadic process, a back and forth, a sort of directional dance that both seeks and flees from union, both delineates and dissolves the individuals in its course. This is a sort of dialectical approach and it has the virtue of making the very sense of opposition, the feeling of opposing and being opposed by an obdurate other into the germ of the consciousness of identity. It could be said that we never feel ourselves more keenly than when we are in opposition to an other and feeling the sharp bite of conflict, wrestling with an other, locked in intimate battle. Is this really the case? Driven by feeling and willing this follows the logic of desire, and for just this reason duality can be lost in a moment and we are dismayed to find ourselves fighting alone. We seek love instead, as the assurance that the other will always remain present, even when veiled, to give heat to our strife.
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