Saturday

It is no less clear that the sense of the double has taken up as a dream, a shadow, a mirror, or an alter ego. And it is within the last one that I’ve found the works of Oe to be just as relevant when it comes to my obsession over the double–the others. It is a worn-out metaphors, in that it is everywhere and has been present since time immemorial. But I have just recently discovered how to make it not time immemorial–that is, how to make people remember it.

So you see, its things like this, like a revelation that makes me think that things around me somehow attaches to a centre but reveals itself sporadically. This thing attaches to another, another, and another. But where will I find the Inner Self that attaches to everything that I see? And if I do, then will the outer things even matter? I mean that the centre is blurred and indistinct and distant. But occasionally, I see the horizon, or the connection between the inner and outer self. And will the connection be still significant to me? To the self that is no longer a self; a Non-self. And being a non-self, will I still meet with the depth of others.

Note on The Doors of Perception.

A narrative… the framework of what you’ve entered. The narrowed consciousness, the funnelling of Mind at Large, which continues to funnel and I must decide which one to funnel and reduce while keeping shape of the other neglected, primitive things, that the state before Suchness has not yet exist but continues to permeate the layers of consciousness.



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