YuHeng's blog

Consciousness is everything that you know of. ‘nothing is known till it is made conscious.’ But I’ve find that one can hardly do anything real when they’re conscious.

“i” in me is not me, so they would say–the others. But they wouldn’t say the same of themselves, that they are not them. Only that I am not me, that I am just like you (the others.) So that I’m really just you–the other. I am the other. Conversely, when you look at the whole picture, you see that they are not really themselves, too. They (the other) are really just me. So, when they say that I am not me and that I’m just like them, I am me in two sense. One in that I am just like them who are me and two, in that I am just like them who are not the them to which they refer and thus, I am someone other than “them,” who can now be simmetenously not “me” and still act as I want myself to be. So, yeah, I guess it is when I’m not “i” that I am me.

On a lighter note, I can’t wait to go back home and start my summer recluse. To gather my thoughts. I swear to god. I’m gonna finish Dante’s Inferno this summer. Not a better season to read this in.