Sunday, May 9, 2021

from The Joyous Cosmology: Adventures in the Chemistry of Consciousness (1962) Alan Watts

 The feeling of self is no longer confined to the inside of the skin. Instead, my individual being seems to grow out from the rest of the universe like a hair from a head or a limb from a body, so that my center is also the center of the whole. I find that in ordinary consciousness I am habitually trying to ring myself off from this totality, that I am perpetually on the defensive. But what am I trying to protect?

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