It would be great if I could debate and talk extensively about religion and stuff like that
Because it does really take up a lot of my thoughts, and it can be a great thing to ponder the big ideas, instead of mere entertainment.
I think there's enough that has been experienced and thought through that makes whatever I say about certain things not good enough, my words and thoughts that are put on the surface, will always be erroneous compared to how it should be expressed as seen in the mind, but between the mind and the expressed outcome is a chasm, that when travelled, whatever was the intention is transfigured into something paltry and not worth even expressing in the first place.
So what I feel is of the essence to convey when it's always going to fall short, is that what is found between the words, the effort, the aim, and the background contextual corroborations of a myriad of other expressions that say after much comparing and definitional groupings, they all could be seen as having the right to be together in that way,
and if things all fit together, then that would mean that something that completely didn't seem to fit can after all.
The idea of something, which is the way it is, which if known too plainly would have the kind of effect that would disqualify it, we need to be knowing yet unknowing of these aspects. I say to my 1,001 voices that are like the troupe in Ingmar Bergman's Sawdust and Tinsel
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The thing is that for what is actually an issue, by simply being an issue, means it's extreme in it's complicatedness. What has to be considered when accurate intermingling with the issues as a lived topic is to happen and to be discussed is that it cannot mean a single thing, without a magical wonder attached to it.
When something isn't alive like that, it is for that person a dead end, it doesn't matter if it's objectively so, for as a recipient of it, is not a recipient, for it's as if it wasn't;t there, it's a ghost application, for the ills the treasury chest of the ancient of days has registers aplenty for. But for the magic to happen, the unseen has to comply, not just the facts in brute form in words, and sentence structure, and all that jazz.
By reason alone, the ecstatic truth is always out of reach.
I think there's enough that has been experienced and thought through that makes whatever I say about certain things not good enough, my words and thoughts that are put on the surface, will always be erroneous compared to how it should be expressed as seen in the mind, but between the mind and the expressed outcome is a chasm, that when travelled, whatever was the intention is transfigured into something paltry and not worth even expressing in the first place.
So what I feel is of the essence to convey when it's always going to fall short, is that what is found between the words, the effort, the aim, and the background contextual corroborations of a myriad of other expressions that say after much comparing and definitional groupings, they all could be seen as having the right to be together in that way,
and if things all fit together, then that would mean that something that completely didn't seem to fit can after all.
The idea of something, which is the way it is, which if known too plainly would have the kind of effect that would disqualify it, we need to be knowing yet unknowing of these aspects. I say to my 1,001 voices that are like the troupe in Ingmar Bergman's Sawdust and Tinsel
[media=https://youtu.be/Mcb0J03ozw0]
The thing is that for what is actually an issue, by simply being an issue, means it's extreme in it's complicatedness. What has to be considered when accurate intermingling with the issues as a lived topic is to happen and to be discussed is that it cannot mean a single thing, without a magical wonder attached to it.
When something isn't alive like that, it is for that person a dead end, it doesn't matter if it's objectively so, for as a recipient of it, is not a recipient, for it's as if it wasn't;t there, it's a ghost application, for the ills the treasury chest of the ancient of days has registers aplenty for. But for the magic to happen, the unseen has to comply, not just the facts in brute form in words, and sentence structure, and all that jazz.
By reason alone, the ecstatic truth is always out of reach.
46-50, MNew
