� As I enter into the vacuum, the ego ceases to serve as the object of reference

of the conscious. The desires it disseminated through the pores of flesh here

cannot exist without the fire of metabolism. In this place, there are not

objects that can be used to draw a diagram of self. Here one is something

that cannot be sustained with moral attributes. When I am inside the core the

mind enshrouds me, sniffing my exhalation like an animal trying to recognize

its creature. I can feel that this is where the end begins again.

Chemical WorldA Review of Chemical Thinking

Editor: Humberto Gómez Sequeira-HuGóS

January 26, 2015 - Los Angeles, CA, USA

Where the End Begins