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It seems to me that the ultimate wisdom of the approach of the mystical or "negative" theology, that refuses to treat contemplation as the final truth, that refuses to go on naming things, that realizes, finally, that all the descriptions do not necessarily bring you any closer to the Divine than you were at the beginning, but that ignorance surely does not, is proved true by two facts about the situation.
The first is what you realize, dimly, to be the nature of the Absoluteness that is God. Once you start to realize that if you were to think every aspect of every thought of every incident on all levels, from every perspective, on all parts of the universe simultaneously, that it would still be as nothing, only spanning one aspect of creation, and that all the infinite is so complex, so fluid and living, that the very next second it would change, like a kaliedoscope and all the multiples of a second ago would be obsolete and a new world begun, that it is then futile even to try to have a "final understanding," even a grasp at all, of what we call "God." Beyond that, God is not an expressed part of creation, being the Uncreated beyond, the all-containing totally inner core where All exists, before words. The description is just an applied limit. If you realize that the Creator must be even more complicated than the creation, then you now know that you will never get to the end of God, by knowledge or anything else. God is Living, and not a finished sermon or treatise, and therefore all that you knew a moment ago, has now passed by and been replaced with multitudes of other unknowns.
The second part is when you realize the flawed nature of our own thinking and comprehension about things. How do we perceive things, or know them? Do we understand things, flawlessly, by direct psychic connection with them, and know them from the inside, as if by experience and perspective taken on? Of course not--we judge, with ulterior motives, from too little evidence, and never realize, because we have never gotten appropriate feedback on it, that we were ever even wrong. We do not really get the facts about the outside world from the outside world, directly, but instead all we ever really know are our own opinions about it, in our own heads. How many times has it happened, that we have had our minds all made up against somebody, for example, and learning one single sympathetic fact made the entire "reasoned case" against the person collapse like a house of cards, and a delusion. We were never actually right before, no matter how it seemed; yet it seemed all along that we were getting all our information from the outside world, when really it was the opposite--we were imposing our opinion on the outside world, and calling it what we wanted to.
How can you describe an individual by using standard, stereotypical phrases, as if reacting to a predetermined class of things, "the same thing," even though you have not met it before? Your thoughts associate with other thoughts in your mind--not in the mind of the person you were thinking of--and so begin to take on character traits that you were not getting as implied by them, but as invented by you.
"You can only know things by yourself," or "You only judge things by yourself," according to these old expressions, meaning that the knowledge you already had in your head was the actual standard. This, as a matter of fact, is one of the greatest things that people can learn, if they ever do, that the opinions you give of things in the outside world are not based on objective knowledge about them, but come from your own perspective and state of mind. There are many problems, even many unbridgeable gulfs, concerning the attempts to know others. First, the only thing we ever know of them is what is on the outside; only things that have been made apparent or manifest can be available to us to be thought of. Yet who among us would ever believe that we ourselves could be known and understood by a tally of facts that could be known externally? Deep in the heart of you, beneath all the changing traits and opinions, beyond the reach of time, there is the deepest core, where all is pre-created silence, where it is deeper than description, and where you actually feel this is where you live, "This, I am." It is the truest self, the "real me," where you feel even your mind itself is "external" to it; you actually live in your mind as your first/immediate environment. Yet who from outside could ever access your real sense of self? Only the traits that clothed you from outside, however far away from them you felt, were available for others to think with. (There is a truly great expression of this situation, one of the greatest essays ever written, "The Lantern-Bearers" by Robert Louis Stevenson, in the book "Great Essays" by Houston Peterson, in anthologies of Stevenson's short stories and essays, and maybe on the internet; by Googling the title and author. It is a wonderful, profound essay.)
Further, we sometimes find our opinions of people changing--getting more favorable, or more adverse--based not on having learned a new objective fact about them, but because something about ourselves, our personalities, our life-situations, has changed; totally unrelated to the supposed subject of the opinion. This makes you wonder then, where the opinion really comes from, and what it was actually made up of. Is it really even about someone else at all? We can only think clearly by comparing, but we only compare by using our own sets of facts, not theirs, and if we are honest, much criticism is motivated by our own interests and posturing, with the "target" only as pretext. If you attack someone for this or that "reason" but do it to flatter yourself, to avoid facing the same trait in yourself, or because you have completely misunderstood the situation, then you have really never even gone out of your own head to try to meet the outside world at all, but are actually merely having an internal discussion with yourself. Often, judgments about others seem designed more to organize and make sense of the information and emotions in ourselves, than to actually try to grasp the qualities and standards of others, and this is often necessary, so we do not lose ourselves or our real psyches. Regardless, it makes attempts to understand and know others, now revealed to be much harder than it might at first seem.
I believe there is an objective reality of truth, unlike the more "Buddhist" way of teaching, and that we will someday know it. I also know that this ordinary world is a mystery, and that the simplest things are infinite mysteries of God. This is why any theology or metaphysics must always be aware of how complex all things are, and that we all live in shadows, and think from afar.
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