I first tried to read Ficciones when I was 14. Uff, that was difficult; I was diheartened, but some kind of "force" remained from this experience. I often heard he was a genius, his short stories masterpieces, and 15 years later I dare again to browse his books. So as a fresh amateur I have not yet found any door to be unlocked, I'm still walking el Jardin de Senderos que se Bifurcan (the Garden of Forking Paths) :-).
My first impressions and what fascinates me is how he manages to create the illusion of while dissecting something at the same time reuniting it (Borges/Runeberg = a/gnostic). Like the rhythm of a timeless pulse. Transcending the dichotomies, he encourages the dynamics of conflicting forces, favouring motion which implies combating stagnation, that is, the perseveration (preservation) of ideologies. I can't deny that once in a while I feel he is on the search for something he sadly knows he's already found but as a realized multidimensional being, embraces this experience fully.
His works of combined art and intellect, emotional and rational, are inspiring generations of scientists, mathematicians, philosophers, artists, authors etc. A living memory that confirms that "intuition" does not trump the intellectual or viceversa. Those are just imposed limitations. In my opinion of course! :-)
I just found a site on Borges. It's Scandinavian, he he. Now I have to catch my train to Dresden where the other real life awaits (I'll be reading "La perpetua carrera de Aquiles y la tortuga" in the Zug).