Is there a phenomenon, or a feeling, of self, or is it something else, an ineluctable modality of feeling, or of phenomenology? Actually feelings are always more than feelings, they bring with them everything that makes them possible, the extent of which is unknown. In so far as the feeling of self is a positivity, it is a motion, an arising from inchoate depths into salience and then a fading away into the background where it seems to persist indefinitely. The selfness is both a distinctive feeling or flavour attached to this movement and a modality belonging to it and which is seen - a moment later - as boundlessly extending over every other feeling and identifying it as mine. It is as if a field of swaying tendrils appears to be in chaotic movement until a certain internal point is perceived from which a coherent pattern extends, after which one can only see the pattern and cannot re-find what served as the starting point. As a conscious self I am the belief in and the duty of a limited domain over certain upper surfaces of the total phenomenon and a trailing away into dark originary depths where word, feeling and thing are present but not distinct. If there is any value in these observations, if they can bring the mind in any degree closer to what they question, it is not in the logical links they sketch as rough drafts of a part of a model, not along those lines but in the particular set of words that are employed. They miss the mark, but within each sentence within each frame they have a fitness. The question won't go away and so you babble on, and what you say is nonsense, because it is yours, but the words you use are jewels, because they are not.