There comes a time when what keeps us within the spheres of explaining a world by strictly rational, scientific, intellectual, academic means… What is limited to explaining the world through meticulous historical dissections, through investigations, through a ceaseless quest for information… must be abandoned.
At least, partially disinvested.
This excitement is in fact sewn with desire and will drive the practitioner from quest to quest without ever truly satisfying their heart.
This way of understanding the world loses its importance in the eyes of the practitioner as soon as he is able to escape the excitement that reigns there.
Along the way, it certainly gains relevance and renown, but his thirst will be nurtured. A moment when the importance given to this modality of being reveals all the inherent incompleteness of its nature arises when the practitioner is able to identify within himself the layer solicited by such an approach to reality, as well as the type of solicitation of this layer, or rather the resonance between the layer and the stimulus.
-He then understands all its harmfulness:
The inability to express, to live from a deep state of being.
-He understands the inhibition of serenity that results from such a habit/addiction of material grasping.
-He understands that fullness recedes as he strives to unravel the meshes of the world.
This understanding is the true understanding, that of the nature of the soul. This is a complete reversal of the grammar of existence where the object of the sentence becomes largely secondary, where semantic energies have ceased to be diluted in the games of action, a grammar where the sentence is the subject.

The analysis of definitions that robs the words of all meaning, turning them to the ash of the crematorium.
I know that process well.
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Of all people, men of law…
I’ve often noticed that, the deeper people are entangled in a detrimental process, the quicker they find a way out.
Big Illusions, big satori, as said Taisen Deshimaru.
At least, being often deep in illusions, that’s what I like to think.
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I doubt many of us realise how deep the illusions run. Maybe, « reality » is consciousness of the extent of illusion.
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no reality is beyond !
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