“How can people observe themselves? Who watches them and who are they really watching exactly? Which one is really the one who is called "I"? the one who is watching or the one who is watched? Both can't simultaneously be some "I", it would be illogical, even paradoxical. This means that human is double, and perhaps even multiple. And yet, there is something which watches the body, which looks out for shivering hands or the appearance of bags under the eyes. This something -which is more than a body- watch from above with a great acuity, and happen to be, at its turn, attentively observed. Then who sees the loss of consciousness, the disappearance? And who sees the dream? Who dreams and who records the dream? Who says "it's not going well" or "I'm afraid"? Who is afraid and who notices this fear? Would we exist in duplicate, like conjoined brothers stuck by the back, because of a devious stroke of bad luck? Some twin brothers who can't ever see each other, stare into each other's eyes, but who are condemned to carry their double on their back.”
Récits ultimes, Olga Tokarczuk
