*Perhaps every individual social interaction involves a self and a mirror-like ‘sponge’ that usually reciprocates the exact same meaning/thought communicated. What bars the conversationalist [a self] is the sensory acknowledgement of the fellow human being chillin’ directly in front of his/her face. First impressions can taint the purity behind the language – the utterance and its semantics, facial expressions, movement of extremities and by now you must definitely get the point. To undo the blindfold of rigid imagery is take another step along the bridge to eternity. Joseph Campbell may have it, or at least some part of it when he assertively states that ‘eternal’ and ‘everlasting’ differ in what they symbolize. The eternal is more vague…re: a two-line talk from ‘Solaris’ [the newer version; haven’t seen the original] – “Am I dead or alive?,” one asks. “Such things do not matter anymore,” answers the other. Being generally expected to recall ideas and memories verbatim totally gets in the way. All the educated field mice would then speak only when a syntactic error has been made, and what does “only” mean? Nothing…except for its temporarily stable meaning within the sentence. Malicious attack cannot [should not?] be confused with standing up confidently for what you believe in. Plato’s Socrates did it quite well, but I wonder if he was just deceiving his listeners – wouldn’t impeccable trickery shine an image of genuine sincerity? How dangerous is this room full of mirrors also called cliques, chockfull of societal humans basing their explicitly environmental realities full of quarter-truths and mirage? A realm in which such clear devices like propaganda come into play. Why just focus on the cop-out distractions that hinder people from ‘finding God,’ finding the IT of reality, the real of infinite eternity: a celestial flux where morality just spoils the fun, party-pooping the chaotic jubilee in loving embrace – chaotic not in an earthling’s Dionysian frenzy, but in the bliss of reuniting with infinite origin…Aristotle’s ‘initial cause’.*

Him, at the buffet 2006