NatureÂ’s Hints: July 23rd, 2005
09/28/2005 12:29 a.m.

When I consider that nature gives us 'hints', I am considering that WHAT IS is always impregnant with WHAT SHOULD BE. Nature itself IS the ultimate hint of WHAT IS the Source from which everything emanates. For within every cell is a universe and within every universe is the answer to its origin. In fact, we each contain the answer within us, though it is not accessible to us from where we stand so subjectively. The irony of the saying, 'so close, yet so far' is not lost on me and is almost comical if it were not for the sense that we have been purposely created as blind beings. Can one cell ever see that it belongs as part to a whole organism, and if the cell does know it is a part of a whole, can the cell ever have access to WHAT IS this organism to whose existence it contributes, and furthermore, WHAT IS the ultimate source of both, if any? Likewise, can the organism ever see that he is a creation of parts, of millions of cells put together, and if the organism does know he is a whole made of parts, can he ever have access to the position of any one particular cell at any one particular point in time, furthermore can the whole organism ever know WHAT IS the ultimate source of both, if any? Can an ant ever see through the eyes of an elephant or an elephant see through the eyes of an ant, and if they had the chance, could they ever PERCEIVE what they are seeing when they are NOT but what they believe, with a borrowed perspective too infinitely large or too infinitely small to SEE or KNOW what is simply before them, laid out, telling, speaking, and yet shrouded by their own state of being, or lack there of?

Consequently, any glimpse into WHAT IS would then have to be accessed without any of the boundaries the mind has created over the many years. It must be a moment of inner silence void of any thought, since thoughts bind us to our learned associations and blind us with our preconceived notions. In other words, it must be a moment of clarity and awareness in which the nature reveals its TRUE self to the Seer in a recognizable glimpse in a recognizable format, fully supported and in perfect alignment with all other congruent hints which, also revealed in that moment of clarity, provide an answer beyond a shadow of a doubt. Logically, one would assume that it is never the nature which ‘decides’ to reveal itself to the Seer, for the hints are ever present at any one moment for any human being to SEE if he so finds himself in such quality state of being that his position of awareness is also aligned with these natural “hints” so as to allow him to SEE them clearly as they ‘come alive’ (as an ant, for example, might SEE not merely from an elephant’s eyes, but from his PERCPECTIVE)…if only for a moment. In addition, there would be no indication that any such ‘hint’ of WHAT IS would be one that is consistent with our own preconceived notions or logical formulations, or knowledge of man made symbols, metaphors, historical puzzles, ancient secrets, and the like. That is to say, if I am in such state of being that I am aligned in position to SEE the language that nature is speaking, what I am hearing/seeing (“red” everywhere for example) will not be a static symbol consistently used by nature, that is to say “red” will not continue to translate as the same marker for the same knowledge every time, for though presumably the language of nature would be consistent on it’s own level, HOW we ourselves translate/perceive it depends on OUR STATE OF BEING, our quality of presence, our level of awareness, and it is at that level which we see the glimpse of truth previously unseen.

What I find incredible and unfathomable is the sheer volume of these hints possible to perceive at our theoretical highest possible level of awareness, for logic tells me that they must be as illuminating and numbered as the stars. Going back to the above assumptions, if nature itself (which includes us) IS the final answer to the supposed final question, “WHAT IS THE SOURCE?” then there lies only a hidden boundary between man and Knowledge, one that is hidden, ironically, by the very nature of man, the same nature which contains within it all the answers, the key to LIFE and the SOURCE of all that IS.

I feel a certain twinge of sadness in knowing that the answers can be found just beneath the flimsy surface of what we perceive to be, and yet this near location is our very blind spot, and thus, so far away. We look so hard and think so much in trying to find the answers, that we so often and so easily miss the simplicity of nature’s language, the simplicity of her symbols, the simplicity of her hints, and most likely, the utter simplicity of her very existence. For the simple and the obvious will always elude the being who insists on existing in the realm of the complex and the obscure. It seems to me that reason is both man’s gift and his curse, for it is his ability to reason (which he believe eases his understanding) that ironically complicates his Knowing. For reason is often faulty, and even when it is not faulty from man’s perspective, it shall always remain the logic of man who is utterly subjective, and thus, admittedly the short sighted perspective of the almost fully blind. Yet it is man’s ability to reason that finds him realizing this very fact of his blindness and insignificance, as of course, I myself am applying reason to all I say here. Blindness, assumptions, preconceived notions, faulty logic, subjective reasoning etc., all undoubtedly playing themselves out here before you hahahahaha

I keep thinking of math and science and philosophy and religion and language and art etc and all of their implications leading to questions of answers to questions of WHAT IS, all of which I know little or nothing of, and yet here I am foolish enough to explore my own miniscule thoughts on the subject of ‘revelation’. It’s quite laughable I know, most especially from my individual perspective, having read and understood too little to know any theory or ‘fact’ with any certainty or detail, but having read and understood enough to know I am hopelessly far from gaining any ground on any such scholarly or scientific knowledge of any significance in any particular field of study, let alone making any new discoveries within them. What I do think/consider is that man has uncovered A FEW consistent hints within nature. That is to say, odd formations/consistencies that cannot be denied, nor can they be explained, a certain cipher or code perhaps, for the language of nature, or possibly a tiny piece of the puzzle, a part of a part of a letter maybe hahaha. For example, the mathematical anomaly of PHI and its natural occurrence in nature. Oddly enough, here is a hint that seems to be consistent in form on our level, yet UN-deciphered in MEANING. This sort of (admittedly extremely limited) exploration on my part seems (to me) to uphold the sense that nature’s language is ONE, but we are NOT, and any glimpse that can be recorded as ‘consistent’ is one that we not only have discovered as a consistency on OUR level, but has, up till now, been the most elusive of all Truths. In addition, I find it interesting that such a discovery, like most significant discoveries, appeared in a moment of coincidence, accident, or what some people refer to as, “a moment of clarity” usually stemming from a moment in which logic has hit a great wall, and thoughtlessness springs from a state of blankness nonetheless contained within a high state of AWARENESS.

‘Knowledge belongs to humanity,’ I believe I’ve heard this many places and many times before. What I have always gleamed from this notion and what my father always told me, is that no one man holds the key, but all of the knowledge humanity has available at any one point in time is the culmination of knowledge built upon knowledge over the ages. Men standing on the shoulders of other men. Though there is little one can say to dispute this seemingly obvious fact, it has yet always made me feel a certain doubt along with sadness. The sadness, no doubt, has much to do with the human need to find his life meaningful, and to believe his life holds significance in and of itself. The “I” of the man, the ego, causes him to feel that he is the center of the meaning, that the meaning revolves around him, and when he feels dwarfed by such realizations and notions of “knowledge through the ages” and “his position and relativity to the universe”, his nature easily allows him to shift into a mode of ‘faith’ in his ‘higher significance’ as an individual. While I am aware of this basic human flaw (logically speaking), I am yet reluctant to say that significant knowledge of WHAT IS is unattainable to the individual man. But here, it is my SENSE which speaks, and not my logic, which, for all intents and purposes, tells me I am a hopeless fool to ever believe that one CAN KNOW any sort of Truth, even in a limited sense. Yes, it is some sense that I have, unexplainable, indefinable, that gives me hope even amidst all this utter hopelessness, amidst all this sadness. Well, this is getting more and more personal as I go hahahaha I’ll stop here, seeing as how I have most likely over-thought, over-analyzed, and over-worked this tiny brain to oblivion…in which case, maybe there’s hope for me after all ;-)