Except on a very small number of occasions the attempt to redirect the purest form of attention produces no effect at all. If the whole frame yields to a thought and turns - and this can only be by accident and having no discernible connection to the content of the thought - then attention is no longer captured within the frame but opens to the space in which such a movement takes place, a space inconceivable in ordinary terms. At other times, no matter how deep, that is, intellectually refined, the inquiry is, it is not the deep focus of attention that changes but only that of an idea of attention. My ideas are like lenses I hold up before the dark gaze of deep attention, and it is these that I juggle and twist as I strive to gain a clear understanding. It is a fascinating but superficial exercise, which is hardly surprising since everything in the frame is fascination. How can there be attention without any idea of attention? Whatever it is is upstream of all worlds, but cannot be reached by proceeding in any known direction.