Desire projects worlds in which to realise itself but since it also craves realism, or perhaps because it also desires to keep on desiring these worlds never bring it to its final satisfaction. When desire has gone as far as it can with a world it abandons it for a new one. The abandoned world doesn't melt away however, but persists, retaining scattered fragments of desire and interfere in with the newer projections After a time there are so many overlapping ghostly desire worlds that the soul finds itself lost in an endless multidimensional maze. This is the myth of desire and describes exactly the world in which you find yourself. Trace it back then to the first moment of the fall which is not self-consciousness, the first separation or duplication of the self, but the simple game of desiring - to project a world and then to enter into it to enjoy it.