We are a suddenness away from the end of evolution.
We've become something in order to see we're not this.
One never knows the unknowable. So one unknows the
known...to know the unknown.
I, the unknowable, in order to know myself, intend the
knowable, and through the evolutionary unknowing of this known, know my
unknown self
Ultimately, detachment means unknowing the known, and not
some mere renunciation of some thing or action. Not egoic. Heroic!
But not non-existent, nor non-intelligent, nor non-energetic.
Satcitananda!
If it's not silence, it's revelation
Revelation filtered in descending order: apocalypse,
prophecy, poetry, sometimes a great notion.
After the flash of this apocalypse is the next manifestation
whether you unknow it or not.
Like thunder appearing after lightning, your world is a
manifestation of spontaneous understanding, i.e. revelation. See through it.
Next!
The true hero is neither warrior nor suicide; but one that
unknows it all and lives to tell one all about it, aka Bodhisattva.
Neither Ahab nor Bartleby but Ishmael.
The fear and loathing of paranoia is like hearing thunder
without realizing there is lightning, like thinking without being.
Like methinks and not i am.
Be aware of the maze of unknowing.
As long as you're still here, there's always further.
And if I'm anywhere in speaking distance, I'm still here.
Evolution is the current story of I-am; always remember one is unknowing.
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