Let us discuss the problem of bokeh. Clearly, no one sees it. Actually, no one can see it. Unless it is photographed. We always look at a photograph that has been captured by (minimally) two pairs of eyes. When we look at a photograph, we actually repeat this dual vision. Hence, it is correct to say that the photographic act is the perfect analogy of mind. To be conscious of something does not intimate consciousness of the thing one is presumably conscious of. The photography apparatus is focused on focusing. Knowledge operates in reverse: knowing implies wiping out. Clearly, the (un)known is outside of oneself. Necessarily, something must be done. Once done, we can talk about intention. But the doing is done prior to that. There is no difference between intention and expression.
There is no association of any kind between consciousness and intention.
Distinguishing to distinguish, without making the least distinction…
The very measure of Time evinces that there is no Time; and henceforth, the Same. We call this the diurnal phase. The world becomes a desert. Only love saves.
Reality disowns Memory; it is Memory which births Reality. Reality is forgetfulness; it is Memory which births Reality. Memory births forgetfulness; and in so doing, reminds. The conclusion of the scientific method is that that which we call the dimension of physis, the dimension in which all is and exists, is in actual fact nothing – the nothing. Reality, simultaneously Lethe and Mnemosyne, is a ghostly, dirty, tattered rag. Infinity before and after.
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By Fred Barnard – Digital image from LIFE, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=6079747