the
truth
is
*what*
is
looking
which
in
fact
is
no
*what*
for
all
that
seems
to
be
is
merely
*it*
(that,
again,
is
no
*it*)
modeling
*it*(that,
again,
is
no
*it*)self
and
getting
so
lost
in
(i.e.
i-dentified
with)
the
modeling
as
to
seemingly
become
the
modeling
and
there
is
no
"is*
but
for
the
seemingness
of
what
seemingly
arises/emerges
in
that
(which,
of
course,
*is*
(haha))
no
*that*
to
whom?
to
aspects
of
the
modeling
endowed
with
(aka
defined
to
be)
subjectivity
opposite
objects
not
thusly
endowed
pure
genius,
its
potential
for
hellishness
notwithstanding