The Aedicule is a space within a space. Better
to conceptualize it as a sphere within a sphere. The cube within a
cube has corners, which might well properly represent a life form with
things to accomplish, but for the area of thinking the Aedicule aspires
to, corners are to be avoided.
The thing that
is me. The thing that is you. The I part of us. The
slope in a random place. However it is framed within a sentence, it
remains a place beyond language. And fundamentally this is the case
because it can only be experienced. Once the process of sharing
begins, this place becomes confused. And when it becomes
confused it becomes nonsense, unless it is useful.
Often a shared interpretation of the Aedicule becomes useful. The
idea of a soul, for example.
We take the great majority of our definitions from
others. I have never been to China, but I am certain it exists.
I have never seen a soul but I have a definition of it given to me from
others. What is that thing? What is that sense I have?
That thing, the answer comes, is your soul. And when you die it will
go somewhere else.
As I say a great deal of nonsense is shared, and when
it becomes useful it joins to something understood within the exchange of language. Ultimately, though, the Aedicule
is no more than the experience of matter.
And here I risk adding to the sum of nonsense by
suggesting, it is not that stones
can't talk to each other, rather it is because stones have said all they
need to say to each other. In another way, for them the
"mystery" is solved.