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| Hoarfrost on pond ice. Expand with a clock. |
To see the self as it is, a phenomenon in space,
whatever i think i am, an object, a thing,
one more thing that throws a shadow,
and has extension, dimension, limitation,
not a shadow of something else, but is itself only...
You understand what i mean, you others,
or understand at least how shocking the obvious can be
if you're not ready for it.
—Extraction from a poem by Vijay Seshadri
