Sense itself senses its own self in the world. It is an appearing within the corridor it occupies, through its sensations in which life and flesh coincide. Life penetrates the flesh to the point where it is indifferent to itself as a life, but appears to itself as flesh, as body, as being-in-the-world. The sensing being only senses inasmuch as it is sensible being. Now, what is sensed, that which is touched, and the act of sensing, touching, is the same actual sensation that takes place from one moment to the next, from one appearance to the next. Thus, the ek-static moment is a moment within a moment which is prior to its content. Content is content-less without occupying a whole of something. That something is what it is by being both distant from, and part of, sensation. That something gives to the senses a particular, and a universal since, in its appearance, it is not only singularly sensed but is universally apprehended as an object-in-the-world; as that which is identified as being present by others, since sensibility must sense something other than itself. If it only sensed itself it would be an enclosed sensation, a sensation of nothing, a flesh without a body.
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