I feel we must have some level of foresight subconsciously. There are too many coincidences in my life, too many things arising at once all dealing with the same idea, all bound within this single moment. I feel that this reality is partly a manifestation of that subconscious inertia, this irrational dream world, a mountain growing out of the land so that I may have a challenge, because at this point in my life, it is the only thing that will help me grow.

Perhaps this is the product of being ego centric, projecting myself onto everything. But without the ego, what else is there? I can only understand the world, The Other, as I understand myself.

And I've been thinking about what it would be like to experience myself the way a stranger would. It seems inherently impossible, because I know No Other, and to be a stranger I would not be myself.