The Birth of the Self

by Steven Harrison

"It is well to remember that the entire
universe is composed of others,
with one trifling exception."
—John Andrew Homes

There did this sense of separation come from? How did we get ourselves into this predicament? Did we think ourselves here?

As a child, a word or a concept is so novel that we play with it. We repeat the new word. We hear its sound, feel its quality, and observe its effect on others. A new word doesn't have substance because . . .


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