Always The Unknown

Always the unknown:

it's always the unknown, we live amidst mystery, and have sought to cover this with more certain beliefs that it seems we can depend upon, religion, our daily affairs, any distraction that keeps us from living in the direct experience of not knowing. Of course experience is a problematic word here, implying that anything we see, hear, touch, taste, any sensation, immediately becomes known by our participation in the event, whatever it is occurring. Yet it all remains a mystery, and in the very moment that we later believe is our experience, there is no self actually found present and able to know, no one is experiencing anything at all, there's only what's happening in that one particular instant, energy at play, this, and nothing more, really.

it's only later that a self becomes involved.

and this is all through stories, memories of something happening.

this is tricky to write about, filled with contradictions and words that will always fail to capture the unknown. In the end, it just becomes another story. But there's hope that maybe a glimpse of mystery will appear, lingering through the space between words, and yes, perhaps something will prompt a hint of the immediacy of life happening now, only and always now. 

the actuality of this. 

awakening is more truly an unknowing of a personal involvement with the world, everything becomes much more intimate, a true belonging in the sense that all there is - is. It's all seen as unconditional now, nothing giving cause to everything at once, capacity and life in simultaneous occurrence, mystery simply happening for the joy of its appearance. It's always the unknown because we are this, our truest self is not a self at all but the flow of life itself, ongoing, and completely beyond experience. 

just this.

always the unknown.

~

Peace, Eric