Say
I got good enough at Consciousness-Raising
and Expanding so that IT
included the whole of
Asheville --every bit of it: folks just getting up,
some
starting their cars, opening shops, biking to work--it
would still
only be like a snowball on the tip of the I's
berg and the
Unconsciousness my consciousness
couldn't reduce to its rational and
lucid schemes would
more likely amount to spitting in the ocean and
that's
still a generous comparison as far as Consciousness
and it's
relationship to Unconsciousness is concerned.
Nevertheless: I love my
Consciousness, treasure and
salute it--it's bold stalwart boldness
toward frontiers yet
unknown..
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