Beyond words, knowing and unknowing

Words of duration and patience. Perhaps enduring is approaching-to, like in calculus, always approaching the perhaps perhaps truth. Everything else is relative, transient, sometimes more, sometimes less, sometimes appears good, sometimes not as much, yet, all that passes, only the truth endures and remains, and yet always a little beyond, always approaching. 

Given this brief life, hence to consider and be inspired by the best-in-class everywhere or something that can show the path to being better. Perhaps those who have journeyed deep to the most enduring bring back some notes from the source. Perhaps their thoughts. But to approach those too with a sort of mobile, dynamic grace. Believing and not believing. They show their relative notes. Just a directional, ballpark sense. 

Dilution of the word. Can’t hold the truth sometimes. Only some sort of purity can reflect it. And words are so attached at times to a self, to local transience, how to clean them up of all their impurities?

Perhaps that is why salvation is personal. A sort of state where this knowing unknowing can melt and forget each other. Where things are not reachable by word or thought, because then life will become devalued, meaningless. It has to be always beyond, always approaching. 

It happens when it would, in states one cannot design by will. They have a slant, beyond-reason way which cannot be engineered.

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Meanwhile, for the will: discipline, rigour, renounce (not abandon), keep moving, keep beginning, and at times, just one little thing, and let time judge things rather than words or people. Opinions matter not, irrelevance matter not, brief time this existence, towards the excellent and the enduring, let the light of the best on the path illuminate the path forward.

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As to words, at their best, as Rilke says, one does justice when one praises. At their best, words open the pathway to elevate the self. Everything else is irrelevant chatter.