Travelling in the landscape of the soul is to move from choice point to choice point. Each such point is a moment of spontaneity and self-determination and is unrepeatable. You cannot enter the same river twice not because the waters are different but because you are. This is what you are as the function, the minister, the guest, and there is no way to take yourself out of it as an objective being. But can any object be spontaneous, self-determining and absolutely discernable? Well, it depends on how you understand object, but these remain attributes of the subject, and as subject you are potentiality, principal and host. Only as subject can you play at, or be in play as, object. There is no dialectical resolution of this aporia; if there seems to be this only more of what the object is. You cannot get to the other shore, no need to step into the river, you have always already been there, that is, here.