How do you describe the undescribable? Let me begin. Maybe like the blind men and the elephant--with a great
big I-don''t-know in the middle. And that would be the easy part. It just
happens. And then it happens, again, but different, somehow.
Let me begin again. And I can''t. Because I didn''t end it the last time. Only that''s this time. Only it isn''t.
And if you think THAT''S funny or Strange or Outrageous, wait till you read this book.
How do you be yourself? By being, yourself. How not to appear wise, but to be that way. How to be Empty, and so be filled with the plenum that is the Void that is...You have to read the book.
And Pooh will sing a
little song or hum a little hum to that and you''ll never be the same...but were we anyway?
Enjoy!