Sunday, 5 August 2018
Flux of thoughts and intentions, of references referring to itself as that which is being expressed, brought forth into its own belonging - but this understanding fails under closer examination as each mental movement or ripple is opaque to itself, is the turning phosphorescence of a wake. Every such movement is like the unfolding of a point of impossible compression, as if it were concentrated in a seed in super-mind from which it burst into fading futility, and so cannot express what doesn't move but makes such appearance of movement possible, appearance only referred to as such. You use the metaphor of a seeing, but it is not a seeing, is only imagined that way. To hold a metaphor means that you recognise the prior truth it represents but without otherwise being able to point to it. That which the image of seeing points to which is not a seeing and needs not to be seen. Or what is known in the knowing which is not knowing but what knowing is the symbol of, and which does not require you to confuse the two.
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