What is the mind doing when we swivel from perception to recognition? This is not an ordinary exchange. Rational people, whose minds are nothing more than parking lots for memes, dismiss this exchange as ‘simply’ imaginary. There is nothing simple about imagination. It is dreaming us. Its secrets, its unspoken meanings, compass the very nature of darkness in which we, elected by chance, dressed in distance, and obscure to our own minds, exist as light. This light of human being we call consciousness.
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