A dialogue between appearances (Introduction)
Who you are? Who am I? What do you see in me? What do I see in you?
I launch those questions but I actually do not care about how you see me, even though I find the interesting the idea of observing the phenomenon from the consciousness, oriented towards what we believe ourselves to be.
The world is not as we see it, but as we are. The definitions of the external are not objective, but projections of our subjectivity.
The other is also not as we see him, but as we think we are. We project our beliefs about ourselves onto others. We are a movie on an external screen composed by those around us.
Now let’s see who do you think I am. The way you see me, is the way you see yourself, so it is easy for you to know me: you just have to see the vision you have about yourself. I am your mirror. Whatever it is that you see in me, that is also yours. This comes from the fact that no one can see in the other what he has not seen first in himself.
If I am sharing with you this words and picture it is because I am looking at you, not with my physical eyes but through the eyes of consciousness. I already know you, I saw you at some point. I am also looking at you. You created me, that is why I can recognize you. You cannot hide from me, nor can I hide from you.
Perhaps the appropriate question would not be “How do you see me?” but “What do I see in you?” but I never, ever ask myself that question about anyone. The answer could make me recover my sanity, which I do not want to do. I would rather keep the madness of innocence in my manner of looking at others.
Sometimes someone comes up to ask me “What you see in me?” just some times… Some crazy person out there. And that does not ensure that I will answer. But at least I do consider it, to support the madness that some have of trying to discover themselves for real.
It all depends on who’s asking me question, on how they put it, on why they’re asking it; I have to perceive the intention. Then I “see” what to do and what to say. It’s something spontaneous and magical.
Even if I do answer, I give warranty that whatever I might say will by true. I like very much to lie. The lie is the tool that I most use with those I love. Because I trust their ability to realize what is and what it is not.
Just the way I speak to those who tell me thing about themselves saying that “I do not believe them” I also I tell that to myself. I do not believe in me. I do not really believe in almost anything, the only belief that I seem to keep is the belief that I believe in nothing.
In a dialogue, both you and I, we can discover many truths behind so many lies… but it is essential to destroy the masks, the lies that have caused identifications.
Do you dare?
So, if you want, ask your question. Speak about yourself or about me, it’s the same think after all.
A dialogue starts between my readers and I, that we are two sides of the same coin, or better said, two facets of the same illusion.
Alberto José Varela