Let this be a warning to any reader who might stumble upon these writings: They are quackery. Empiricism is "ignorant and unscientific practice; quackery." Philosophically speaking, it is "the theory which regards experience as the only source of knowledge." The person tapping out these words in a liquid crystal space fancies him/herself an empiricist.

How can quackery impart any knowledge? Only a philosophy of quackery would claim itself a source of knowledge. I am no philosopher, nor was meant to be. These writings merely record a body of reading, a body that begins and ends with reading. The body of reading writes itself, using mybody to tap on the keys. It is a particular practice, with a particular beginning and end. There is no general knowledge to be had.

This search for the meaning of mylife, is a particular practice; I do it for myself. At some point I became obsessed with the meaning of mybody of experience. These writings are recordings of that obsession, of that necessarily "ignorant and unscientific practice." The record, of course, is open to reading. Quackery is a performance.