I would like to say while its fresh in my mind that the concept of ”you cannot see the real” while (for me) this point is kind of broad and generally true, I couldn’t help the notion building that this metaphor when applied too crudely could be a massive weight on the shoulders.

In a mental sense it is true, in a physical sense it is clearly true, and yet on another more subtle level it is clearly false. While some could say this is more of a linguistic quibble than anything else I feel that the meta-theme of this concept would come down to, ”Is there anything within me that is real?”

When seen through this filter I guess my sensation of it is that if we cannot see or mentally perceive ‘the real.’ Can we in anyway interface and interact with it? My being tells me that there is reality, and although my complexes veil this from me (it) is in constant communion with all that it is.

The concept however did not leave me cold, indeed it allowed me to engage and meet with ‘the other,’ materialized and personified as Doug Lain, and so for that I am thankful.

Daniel Tatman