ABSTRACT
In this haecceity, I struggle with the aliens within and the ways I am an alien without. Scratch that. The aliens that lie, transversally, across any fictitious boundary of the Self. By alien, I don't mean little green men, but rather the others that I already am and that I become. Or that are before I am as I occur. The conversation between these aliens is an ethical one. It is also one about ethics. Or perhaps this is the same thing? The inquiry is always ethical: towards matters of concern. A struggle with ethics dwells in this thesis as a faint refrain. Here I take up the conversation more directly, for now at least.
