I see, and I see from a dimension into which no creature can look. I roll in plain sight but who is to see my face!
What keeps me concealed from view is the pure simplicity of my nature. What brings me into view is the pure simplicity of your nature.
Some have sought me in the seen, in nature and its objects; some have sought me in the seer, in the spirit and its subjects. But I’m to be found not by seeking but by seeing, and neither in the seen nor in the seer, but in the seeing itself.
The seen and the seer are like my two hands. Find me who am dwelling in between the two, in the coincidence of all opposites; that’s where my dimensionless abode is.
There is chaos in my solitude; but as an imperfect object in space cannot affect the perfection of…
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