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Friday, 22 September 2017
It's quite simple, what you seek is the principle (or the principal?) of experience, of your experience in general. Every particular experience is insufficient just as it is a going out, or an application of the principle. The possibility is exercised in this instance. You agree to accept certain assumptions, suspend disbelief in your existence, invest in a ticket and off you go. It gets plenty dramatic, you hold tight to the chosen conditions which can no longer be questioned, your life of a moment ago is still there on the ground, quaintly ant-like and eminently questionable, as you sail away in the ever more intense here and now, if you could only spare a moment, the one perfect moment inside of all this! You've surrendered to time, to the rushed quality, and no matter how good it seemed, no matter how you cried out, "This is it! Beauty itself!" it doesn't touch, or even come close to the principle. No matter how you focus on it, open your arms and let go of everything you were holding on to, free-fall into the tunnel, you never get any closer. It is fractal, just like this, and this again, or logarithmic, you are always exactly the same distance away.
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