The Wonders Of The Beautiful California Coast Continue!

…Looking Back North, We See The Sloping Cliffs And the Highway We Have Just Traveled.

…However Neither Chros Or The Narrator Can Enjoy any of This!



…[ “A mind divided against itself.] But who did it? I didn’t do it. And there’s no way now of undoing it. . . . I keep wondering how far it is to the bottom of that ocean out there. . . . ]

…“What I am is a heretic who’s recanted, and thereby in everyone’s eyes saved his soul. Everyone’s eyes but one, who knows deep down inside that all he has saved is his skin. .. I survive mainly by pleasing others. You do that to get out. To get out you figure out what they want you to say and then you say it with as much skill and originality as possible and then, if they’re convinced, you get out. If I hadn’t turned on him I’d still be there, but he was true to what he believed right to the end. That’s the difference between us, and Chris knows it. And that’s the reason why sometimes I feel he [Phaedrus] is the reality and I’m the ghost ” (Cont Next)

Just South of Westport, CA. In the above ZMM passage, the Narrator recounts and analyses how he came be to this impossible impasse with Chris.
…Here we need to remember what the Narrator said back in Montana, on their mountain climb, as he & Chris were about to start down AND the Narrator to justify his reasons for doing so =>
…“ I don’t suppose that sounds like the old days to Chris either. I spook very easily these days, and am not ashamed to admit it. He [Phaedrus] never spooked at anything. Never. That’s the difference between us. That’s why I’m alive and he’s not.

…Thus, there has been all along, very good reasons for the Narrator to avoid being the Father (ie Phaedrus) that Chris really wants, but has no way to say this.
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