How to call It?

Prisoners of Matter and separated by Matter, exiled from the One, surrounded and counted and watched by death, we never ceased to create bonds, groupings and associations, a multitude of bonds - which can never replace the single permanent bond of oneness.

Today each of our scientific or intellectual disciplines gives a different definition to consciousness, definition which is in constant flux in the current of the advance, progress and discovery that keep modifying or upsetting our comprehension.

Yet we know, without words or images, or any sort of drama, that some instants of our lives have been as if touched by the Grace, instants in which we forgot ourselves and gave ourselves to greater and to more than just us, to love, to a communion of aspirations for beauty, harmony and truth, to a momentary symbiosis with a source of perfection – these instants when we have been linked, joined: reunited with the single infinite Inhabitant of the universes, with a coherence of all that is, with a smile of certainty.

It is there itself that each one of us draws support and force.

It is our only continuity.

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But what, then, is consciousness?

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