Benjy Chapter: April 7, 1928

The following are my uncut notes on chapter one. Hopefully they post. Enjoy.
-It would be cool to see the world this way, it's like a dream. I'm not catching all the changes of scenery though.
-Benjy's way of seeing things does make a really flexible narrative. The author can start out expressing a variety of ideas
-I can't say I know what is going on or where the book is going. but I am getting more interested to see
-It gets a little freaky, like something out of control, especially in the cellar scene. It's like Benjy's imagination and memory alter the reality he's in
-Imagery really gets emphasized. It's not just in a narrative, it's all over the place, in this memory and that one, and always in the present. The trees, for example, are not just bouncing in the background, they are everywhere thanks to Benjy's perception
-It makes it hard to know who and what to believe. It's narrator bias on steroids.
-When images like people and trees are so prominent though, it makes you wonder what you're missing, what another narrator might catch.
-There's a line about remembering who people were. That seems kind of strange given that Benjy talks to people in his memories. They are present to him, so it doesn't have to be, "Writ out."
-Also the way they emphasize names, if Benjy sees past as present, he might see himself as different people.
-And at the end it hints that when he dreams its similar to when he's awake.
So that was disorienting, freaky and rather inconclusive. I'm sure it gets better from here.
-One last note having read the Sartre Article: One of my thoughts on this chapter is that it introduces us to an essential argument that Faulkner presents. According to Sartre's analysis, one of the key goals of the characters is to differentiate between time as a reality and artificial time constructed by man. If this is the case it makes sense to start with Benjy, because he is "clockless," while still trapped in a different temporal reality. The tradeoff is that the reader comes into the book drowning without knowing which direction the surface is in. In other words, I'm a tiny bit confused.