In trying to pare down the one truth we have to clear away the excess of being in our language, or understanding of the world. And when I say “have to”, it’s simply because scientifically we must prove what is false before being able to come to an absolute theorem, or at least what we can consider through perspective as absolute. So if being is a sheet, like in I <3 Huckabees, deconstructing is more like cutting holes in it until what’s left is what we have not been able to falsify (not to say we can never falsify more and more).
So finding the truth of being, even in a limited and corporeal way, has to be precipitous as we cling harder to something with less and less fabric. And in being (ha) a part of that fabric of existence, not outside of it, we can potentially punch holes in ourselves—how terrifying! How painful.
Cleverness is the enemy of certainty; makes holes where there should not be holes.
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