Epilogue

(aporia of the unconditional)

breathing is the act of inhaling and exhaling consecutively, drawing oxygen from the air into the lungs.

on the corner, where the inhale welcomes the fresh air, where feet meet the ground. just like one can feel the space within the open plane of the street, one can feel the space within the layers of breath. consider the volume of the human body as a passage, navel in the middle, arms and legs stretching in all directions, tracing the forms of a circle and a square. a channel-like volume, for the spine elongates with every inhale as a guidance into presence, in order to experience. cross section, intersection, transection, transaction. running into somebody on the corner can transfix you.

(the unconditional might
be found
some where between
being and non-being
its within the gaps
the space inbetween where
(stillness) takes place
stillness in motion
as a movement sssss is for
an ethical logic that reflects
a vital persistence within our capacity
to experience one A-nother
asking for delicacy for balance demanding
(no) identification
but a collective

sense

somewhere close to the abdomen setting a pace, one can feel that there are three or four and sometimes more dimensions, one can feel that numbers are sensible, sensory, sensational qualities, that perception is infinite, + dimensions are p-h-y-s-i-c-a-l. there where the heart sits is the place that gives the unconditional its ground. the space of the heart is our most valuable resource.