“The problem with naming things is lethal, and mysterious. Nothing is more dangerous to insight, than the mind’s gunslinger. He shoots, mystery, possibility, and the future itself, collapses.

Into a declaration.

Of identity.

Of knowledge.

And here, is insight’s graveyard.

For we take ‘what we know’ … to be the beginning and end of necessity. It’s over. We know ‘what’s going on’.

Which is formally impossible.

Since ‘what’s going on’ … is actually »us. Our minds delimit our participation in emergence, potential, and possibility… and shrink all that down into a little half-pleasing token.

But there is another way… that doesn’t dispose of the tokens… by placing precedence on direct participation, relationship, intimacy, awareness, wonder, educaré, and insight.

Then the token becomes what it was made to be… ‘that which is departed for the sake of seeing… more beautifully, more adeptly, more reliably, and…”

— then they disappeared