No Self Is Of Itself Alone.

Whence Came I, Whither Go I? Science Cannot Tell Us A Word About Why Music Delights Us, Of Why And How An Old Song Can Move Us To Tears. Science Is Reticent Too When It Is A Question Of The Great Unity – The One Of Parmenides – Of Which We All Somehow Form Part, To Which We Belong. The Most Popular Name For It In Our Time Is God – With A Capital ‘g’. Whence Come I And Whither Go I? That Is The Great Unfathomable Question, The Same For Every One Of Us. Science Has No Answer To It.

The Material World Has Only Been Constructed At The Price Of Taking The Self, That Is, Mind, Out Of It, Removing It; Mind Is Not Part Of It...

Consciousness Is A Singular For Which There Is No Plural.

Why Are Atoms So Small? ... Many Examples Have Been Devised To Bring This Fact Home To An Audience, None Of Them More Impressive Than The One Used By Lord Kelvin: Suppose That You Could Mark The Molecules In A Glass Of Water, Then Pour The Contents Of The Glass Into The Ocean And Stir The Latter Thoroughly So As To Distribute The Marked Molecules Uniformly Throughout The Seven Seas; If You Then Took A Glass Of Water Anywhere Out Of The Ocean, You Would Find In It About A Hundred Of Your Marked Molecules.

I Insist Upon The View That 'all Is Waves'.