I sense
the invisible presence
of the unknown,
but go no further,
for that
would be knowing.
I am not
here to imagine
what it is to know,
but rather
what it is
NOT to know.
If I wanted to know,
I would stop imagining,
and I would know.
I would know,
for example,
that the unknown
does not exist,
for all potentials
are known.
I am not
here to imagine
what it is to know,
but rather
what it is
NOT to know.
So I sense
the invisible presence
of the unknown,
but go no further,
for that
would be knowing.
8/28
I perceive the presence that eludes the senses, an invisible force that remains beyond recognition. However, I choose to refrain from delving deeper, for that would signify understanding, and I am here to embrace the realm of non-understanding.
My purpose isn’t to conjure visions of comprehension but rather to explore the expanses of non-comprehension. Were my aim to know, I would halt my imaginative exploration and venture into the realm of knowing.
I would discern, for instance, that the concept of the unknown lacks substance, for all potentialities are inherently known. My intention isn’t to fathom what it feels like to possess knowledge, but rather to navigate the territories of unacquaintance.
Hence, I recognize the intangible presence of the unfamiliar, yet I deliberately abstain from unraveling it further, as that act itself would represent the act of knowing.
8/28/2017