Between me and the phenomenology of events there is a reflective moment. It appears as a vision of space, as a perspective that opens up a difference between me and everything that happens. This is where everything have always turned the goings-on into experience. And the quality of that have somehow had the ability to separate itself from all of my literal identification with its inherent affection.
It is in there knowledge leaves its dependency of physical representation. Every experience changes its objective in this space making me the recipient of its intentions by means of metaphorical logic.
I think it is this constant transformation of experience that is the only thing that can give meaning to life.