Because of a fleeting fascination, I set out. My aspirations are simple and yet indistinct: to seek the untamed land. First I step onto my native ground, and from there make the first step forward. I try to feel out its boundaries, gazing out through the curtain of mist. I discard everything and bolt towards it in order to blend into it. Trudging, pursuing, asking---What is the untamed land, and where is it after all? Does the untamed land also include the completely boundless world of my sensations?

I cannot stop my searching ............