Summary

In this chapter the author speaks about words, and that they offer themselves up as a form of release if a person knows how to use them correctly. They operate like well oiled doors, opening and closing between intentions. Likewise, the author suggests that the past is a life sentence that is used like a blunt instrument, aimed squarely at tomorrow.

In this stream of consciousness chapter, the author also talks about the power and impotence of the word 'I'. I, used as a singular, as a plural, as an empowered, yet ineffective, changer of the world. Does that make the singular person sacred, like a Brahmin, the author asks?

The color Blue, surfaces in the form of blue skies, blue water, and blue light. All meant to illuminate and drown, to encourage, delineate, and in the end, maybe make a person disappear.

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