A polar relationship is one of exchange, a continuous polar shift. At some point along the continuum the man appears hung upside-down and turned inside-out. The man is continuously becoming the woman as the woman is becoming the man. In human experience, polarity is an exchange of genders and generations; a perpetual motion machine. What happens when the machine stops working?

The machine is fueled by time, and time is finite. The machine stops working when it runs out of time. There is a discontinuity at some point in the continuum. At that point of discontinuity there is equilibrium; ground zero. The discontinuous does exist, and it exists whenever the machine stops working. The tendency is toward equilibrium, a return to the earlier condition. Equilibrium is bliss.

The machine assembles itself from the discontiuous; the ground is bliss. The Karmic Wheel turns within Nirvana. Only as long as there is a desire to turn does the wheel exist. This genital desire is real, I cannot deny my own desire. But this desire is temporary; at some point on the horizon my desire will cease. At some point in the drama I will fall into bliss. It is a lovely July 3rd morning on Harris Creek.

The experience of duplicity is an ego experience. Within the structure that is the ego experience, the minimum is two; the conceiving of time/space is at once the conceiving of fantasy. There are experiences within the ego experience that hint at or suggest the experience of unduplicity. I can see myself rising from the sea of unconsciousness, like a fortified island. My duplicitiouness is protected from the unduplicitous.

Myself and my body constitute a double; we go everywhere together, but we are not indentical. The heart of duplicity lies with the human family; two genders and two generations; inside and outside, and before and after. Each player incorporates the whole family structure; each of us is at a minimum, a family of four. There is me receeding and me emerging; there is me as mister inside and me as missus outside.

I am the person who inhabits the body; I live in it like we both live in this house. Myself and my body find both pleasure and pain in each other; I feel my body's pleasure /pain and it feels my own. I am like a ghost in a house that moves; like a crab swimming. I am the person inside the swimming crab. Myself and my submarine emerge from the water, like an island, or, a mirage.