I am cautious when using the word ‘God’. Yet here I shall.

The disappearance of god to our experience (in history, and in infancy, which share more than I will here exemplify) represents the wavefront that -=is=- the onset of thought, knowing, and ‘knowledge’.

An edge… like an L… a precipice, where the wave of living possibility shatters into and becomes actual instances of being.

On one side, the divine sings in all ways, forms and instances. On the other? Tokens. Representations. Reflections.

It is not ‘I think therefore I am.’

It is ‘I am vanishing, therefore you think’.

To retrieve god, therefore, we must return to the ‘garden before thought’. The flow itself, before it becomes informed by the structure and activity of our ‘acquired mind’.