1|1 I can’t help but to glimpse at it all being intertwined.
1|2 Not see clearly, but see only the shadows cast by the interconnected weaving holding thought, physicality, memory, idea, myth, history, imprints, all together.
1|3 The form is weak at the corner of my vision, not yet clear enough to reveal the intricate details of that intertwinedness, but enough that I know it is there.
1|4 I move among those interleaved threads and they brush past my face as I am reminded that they’re everywhere.
2|1 How do you communicate this with others?
2|2 How can you demonstrate to them what you know but cannot clearly see yourself?
2|3 Do I have to trace back my own path, remember how I got here, then try and lead them along the same lines?
2|4 That path cannot be replicated exactly as each path is infinitesimally unique.
2|5 Is there a way to jump forward in awareness, to shock the senses into glimpsing the intertwinedness?
2|6 Are there shortcuts to revelation?
3|1 How does one act with this knowledge, and the knowledge that what I know is nothing compared to what I know is out there?
3|2 It is hard to convince others to abandon their certainty and embrace certainty in uncertainty, bordering on the paradoxical.
3|3 To hold something yet not to hold it, to see it yet to remain without sight, suspending judgement and rejecting what sense tells us.
4|1 Is there a biological necessity in grappling with paradox?
4|2 A mind sufficiently capable of confounding itself, pushing its own limits of reason, does that push boundaries or merely define them?
4|3 Knowledge of the boundaries defines the space within which one can operate.
4|4 Those glimpses, are they what we’re bound within, shadows concealing what’s just beyond turn back inward to be filled with speculation, recursion, pattern repetition?
4|5 The intertwining beyond the boundary of our mind merely reflecting the intertwining within, to infinitude.