There is a crossover, a midpoint, where an incidental object or substance merges into itself and makes its presence known before it becomes what it is. It’s neither here nor there. It thrives between thought and substance; between emptiness and fullness. It starts out as an unfulfilled possibility before it enters the corridor consisting of its self-reflecting image. It becomes “real” when the subject brings it to the fore, when he renders its complicity in the overall existence of things. It is a crossover of uncertainty into certainty: impossibility into possibility. This overlap of what is seen and the seer is the flesh of the corridor, the point where body and mind, substance and consciousness, interweave, though still separate, and project themselves through a reflection consisting of what they are, simultaneously, with what they are not.
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