Thought is sometimes so dense, so compact, that one cannot squeeze the wedge of consciousness into it.
Paradox: when we realize the density, the unbreathability that reigns in the realm of thought, it is that the the wedge of consciousness is already ready to be hit.
Realizing the pain : the beginning of healing
Notes & Silence 
The relationship of thought and consciousness is interesting. Thought is hardly unconscious, but seems, so often, to be on autopilot. As if it evades the perception of consciousness. Which, somehow, seems counter intuitive. Now, there is a thought…!
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Out of habit/ignorance, we just tilt into the sphere of thoughts and mistake it for the only room there is.
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