Between The Subject And The Object Lies

It's Paradoxical That Where People Are The Most Closely Crowded, In The Big Coastal Cities In The East And West, The Loneliness Is The Greatest... The Explanation, I Suppose, Is That The Physical Distance Between People Has Nothing To Do With Loneliness. It's Psychic Distance...

It Was The Ghost Of Rationality Itself ... This Is The Ghost Of Normal Everyday Assumptions Which Declares That The Ultimate Purpose Of Life, Which Is To Keep Alive, Is Impossible, But That This Is The Ultimate Purpose Of Life Anyway, So That Great Minds Struggle To Cure Diseases So That People May Live Longer, But Only Madmen Ask Why. One Lives Longer In Order That He May Live Longer. There Is No Other Purpose. That Is What The Ghost Says.

The Past Exists Only In Our Memories, The Future Only In Our Plans. The Present Is Our Only Reality. The Tree That You Are Aware Of Intellectually, Because Of That Small Time Lag, Is Always In The Past And Therefore Is Always Unreal. Any Intellectually Conceived Object Is Always In The Past And Therefore Unreal. Reality Is Always The Moment Of Vision Before The Intellectualization Takes Place. There Is No Other Reality.

The Sun Of Quality Does Not Revolve Around The Subjects And Objects Of Our Existence. It Does Not Just Passively Illuminate Them. It Is Not Subordinate To Them In Any Way. It Has Created Them. They Are Subordinate To It.

The Bones And Flesh And Legal Statistics Are The Garments Worn By The Personality, Not The Other Way Around.