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(Thus Jane demanded in her composition of this afternoon, October 7, 1974:)
“Is my body an appearance, hence an untruth amid the truth which is changeless? Ah dear body, then, how lovely and blessed your untruth, which is sensate and feels desire through the hollowest of bones. How blessed, bodies, leaping alive from the microscopic molecules that combine to walk down the autumn streets; assemble to form the sweet senses’ discrimination that perceives, for a time, the precise joy and unity of even one passing afternoon. The body’s untruth, then, is holier than all truths, and if the body is an untruth then I hereby proclaim untruth, and truth and all the gurus’ truths as lies.
(Those excerpts, in turn, came from his remarks about Jane’s second composition, which she wrote late this afternoon after we’d finished reading certain material. [...]
[...] The land may change to water, for example, but today must not change into yesterday in the same fashion, or into tomorrow in the beginning of today’s afternoon.