"ask the personality what it remembers, and it recites a laundry list of snap shots. frozen moments that betray both its sad enslavement to sequence (when i was three, when i was five, in 1979, in 1982, etc) and its insufferably narrow point of view. it's not its fault. personality suffers.

Aside: Why is that? the more limited a view is, the greater its pain, and the more inevitable its suffering. the bigger a perspective is, the greater its capacity for pain and the less likely it is to suffer from it. the personality can't seem to get this twist: it's what we EX-clude that creates suffering. the self is always trying to keep out what hurts. so it perpeuates and compounds its own suffering. if it were to radically IN-clude everything it would cease to suffer. it would hurt like hell, but it wouldn't suffer.

if i ask you what do you remember? don't we need to establish who you are? am i asking You the personality? You, the Essential Self? You, the GOD-FALL that dumps a Trillion gallons of ~?~¿~?~ into each quark every nano second of reality?

i'll tell you right now i don't like the word memory. no offence Memory, but to my mind nouns evoke a stasis that lulls discrete entities into a blase' apathy. oh, there's fixed *things* now? whew... we can all relax. the Universe is no longer threatening me with its Infinite Dynamism.

what is a noun but an incapacitated (assassinated) verb? are we in full understanding of the debilitating nature of such assumptions? do we really want to forfeit Reality every single fucking second of our lives in order to accommodate a lazy streak in the psyche? if there is a conspiracy afoot, its our small identity and its poisonous addiction to forming arbitrary divisions (fancy) and then defending them as the pillars of 'the known' (folly). "

-Stuart Davis, www.stuartdavis.com