K.R.'s biography is even, I think, very good. But that is not enough to not lose Stachura. In Edward's writing, as in the text of the biography, there is one particular thread, bordering on the realm of things extrasensory, mysterious, the likes of telepathy. It is not named specifically but is very distinct, as it is indeed in life in general, in the world. Text can not have one author, nobody is ultimately the owner of text, just as nobody is the owner of the language he uses every day.
Text belongs to nobody and it belongs to all.
If we add to this the corporeality of truth and then a mechanistic conception of personality, stressed very strongly in Sie , it's difficult not to conclude that the talk here is about the metaphysics of the mind. But science doesn't like metaphysics. It seems to me that it is not the proper way to write about what became Edward's fate. He was a partisan of literature and he fell fulfilling his functions on the frontline. Half a year before his death he started experiencing hallucinatory disturbances.