Sunday, 26 September 2021

It's all made out of stories, like a vast mosaic where each tile is a fragment of a story, the patterns being so complex that it can be followed in many different ways. These fragments or tiles can also be thought of as figures in time, glyphs or ideograms, a kind of writing then. The passions don't have to be brought in from outside but arise in the relations between these elements which are also 'read' inside the elements. You cannot ask why you are experiencing this or that story since the experiencing of it is the story. This is another way of dissolving the isolation of the self, one which offers no outside. You move along narrative lines, which are also lines of tension, in the sea of narratives.

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