There is a paradox at the heart of being. It is a negation. That which is asserted defines itself as the complement of that which asserts.

You stand outside a moshpit, and you can characterise it; you describe it, from a safe distance. Now you are in the moshpit. Now you participate, and you cannot describe. And these two positions, these occupations, dance each other into being.

There is nothing to explicate there. Everything summoned from the void by naming must disappear back where it never came from. The call is a summons, bringing this and that into being and the discourse rages, grows, transforms, abates, and is extinguished. Until nothing is left.

It appears as if we continually confuse representation with reality. But that is our fate. We fall through to meaning, always. We see through the image, the text, and sense is made, and enacted. Tat tvam asi, or self-reference.

The structures and distinctions of language drive a fat wedge between subject and object, between actor and patient.

  • Language
  • Nervous systems
  • Immune systems

Each of these three makes distinctions. Those distinctions bring into being self-other dualities.

A distinction is drawn. In H. The distinction can be indicated. A dualism arises, for with the distinction, there must be one who distinguishes. But that one is not an enduring essence. It is enacted.

To describe is paradoxical.