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alley crowd to the front entrance, the silver door frame - in with the crowd, camera in hand low - inside the tingling of being where you aren't supposed to be dance crowds trying to get to the inner shrine of the lingam through the back - behind a gate - close to the lingam - deep pile so refuse of offerings like a wet forest bloom. argument man and cop shoving pushing - a woman is pulled toward the entrance to the shrine. I raise my camera she screams - they spot me. in the crowd. almost out - grabbed I am outside - priest yells at my friend - confusion crowds. escape gullies - stone argument flesh. inclines steps crowds. dark places narrow lighted shops air-escape.

"His father's whistle his mother's mutterings the screech of an unseen maniac were to him now so many [voices of offending and threatening to humble the pride of his youth."] Joyce Portrait - p 1989 pocket ed.

the mind is in constant agitation . .

It is continually transforming itself into the shapes of the

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objects of which it becomes aware.

It assumes the forms and colors of everything offered to it by the senses, imagination memory, and emotions. It is endowed with the power of transformation or metamorphosis which is boundless and never at rest.

[ILLEGIBLE: looks like "Gimes"] p 284 Indian philo.

truth - beyond the pairs of opposites (the pedestrian principle of the incompatibility of opposites) "transcending" the bounding and basic logical laws of the human mind. - a union of things which on the logical level exclude each other.

p 313 [ILLEGIBLE: looks like "Gimes"] - Indian Philo.

March 17. 70

Being sick one's thoughts become depressing - I have often thought that being ill is like being on drugs it cuts you off from reality it isolates you care about nothing but yourself, your view point narrows to include only your discomfort it is dwelt upon incessantly. To be sick in India is more depressing because so many things here are miserable and these combined with