Where is my mind?

Yesterday I received Libre Novus (The Red Book) and upon reading it I can see why there was a conflict as to release this publication or not.

On some levels of it, I refer to it as Jung's tapestry of insanity. That is, if one thinks of it as a journal. However, if this were to be a “book” one could better distance themselves from it—and see the larger context as to which it functions, and also see it follows a plot.

The plot is not one easily unidentified—it is both a product of its time—and timeless.

I will write more here, later.

However, I just wanted to jot down that which is immediately apparent to me:

It bears an uncanny resemblance to Finnegans Wake.

Let us celebrate!

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  1. I apologise, but it not absolutely approaches me. Perhaps there are still variants?


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