Consciousness is weakly defined term but perhaps it can be described as 'steerable Dasein'. It doesn't just sit there plonked down in the midst of things like a dumpling, but is directable, shape-shifting, mercurial and not just accidentally but essentially so. Again this is not only a matter of attention, that it does attention, or intention, but that it can be moulded into different shapes without being able to hold on to them more than momentarily. What directs or draws or orients these movements is only itself as well, it is ubiquitous, its own Figaro. Ad with all this, which exhausts just about all of the free play it seems to possess, it has an indelible contact with being, so that one task it might set for itself is to so perfectly imitate being as to dissolve back into it in undreamed of recovery.