A day of painting for a change, the first in months. Listening to Brahms' Third Symphony, reminding myself that Brahms is a Beethoven sycophant with nothing to say, no meaning, no authenticity.
I became aware that a person is a loose collection of awarenessesses competing for dominance. There is no one self but a consensus. Ego is an agreement of mutual benefit, always a compromise. The best people are in 'balance' - we say 'well balanced' because competing egos agree; a state of peace, rather than any self at all.
