This experiencing, going on and on, restlessly roiling in itself, othering, same-ing, departing, returning. It can't arise without a basis in which to appear, and while experiencing can never coincide with itself its basis can never not do so. But there is no basis except in the appearing and no appearing except in the basis. That which makes consciousness possible is not conscious, being the fulfilment of everything consciousness appears to venture, it requires no mind to express it, and yet it has no other being apart from the appearing.