Suggested title for the cosmic play:
a narcissist called noumenon
(Yeah yeah, I hear you:
noumenon cannot possibly be objectified.
But that’s the whole point:
noumenon as infinite subjectivity
seems to want to know IT-self and this happens
via ITs manifestations as phenomena.
It could be said then, that ‘Reality’
which, by default includes
both noumenon and phenomena,
is a know-ing-ness fired by
some kind of tireless Divine curiosity
acted out in-the-round
on the dream-stage called world.
It’s like a wondrous web of whatifs –
an infinite unfolding of unimaginable