Tuesday, July 1, 2014 |
Life is oblivion erupting, for a brief moment, into nonoblivion in order so that oblivion may proclaim... 'I am.' The assumption being, that living things are aware enough to make such a proclamation. Let us suppose that they are. Let us suppose that they are, to a degree, self-aware. This makes for the possibility of life recognizing itself, yes, but not as oblivion, only as life. In order for life to recognize itself as a fleeting pulse of oblivion, self-awareness, must be refined into pure awareness, which is observation unimpaired by either ego or preconceptions.
From The Romantic by Barbara Gowdy ©2003. Published by HarperCollins Publishers.