Nobody Knows Who I Am Or What

The World Doesn't Yield To Us Directly, The Description Of The World Stands In Between. So, Properly Speaking, We Are Always One Step Removed And Our Experiences Of The World Is Always A Recollection Of The Experience. We Are Perennially Recollecting The Instant That Has Just Happened, Just Passed. Re Recollect, Recollect, Recollect.

Whenever A Warrior Decides To Do Something, He Must Go All The Way, But He Must Take Responsibility For What He Does. No Matter What He Does, He Must Know First Why He Is Doing It, And Then He Must Proceed With His Actions Without Having Doubts Or Remorse About Them.

Let's Say That When Every One Of Us Is Born We Bring With Us A Little Ring Of Power. That Little Ring Is Almost Immediately Put To Use. So Every One Of Us Is Already Hooked From Birth And Our Rings Of Power Are Joined To Everyone Else's. In Other Words, Our Rings Of Power Are Hooked To The Doing Of The World In Order To Make The World.

Once It Has Learned To Dream The Double, The Self Arrives At This Weird Crossroad And A Moment Comes When One Realizes That It Is The Double Who Dreams The Self.

The Path To Knowledge Is A Forced One. In Order To Learn, We Must Be Pushed. On The Path Of Knowledge We Are Always Fighting Something, Avoiding Something, Preparing For Something; And That Something Is Always Inexplicable, Greater And More Powerful Than Us.