The knowingness within experiencing is experiencing and the encounters and transformations it undergoes, reactions, ricochets and sublations serve the inner development of the experiencing. There is an element that doesn't fit, a break in the harmony that never resolves, that may be temporarily submerged in one mood or another, but always re-emerges. It is abject, ugly, unassimilable - without it the promise of the system to close on itself in final self-consciousness might be realised.