People do not understand the knowledge that a realization of essence brings to the individual. I know little of the whys and therefores of this place. I do know what I am – essentially. When all has fallen to dust, what was discovered will BE. Till then, I am walking a road:
“Where are you going?” you ask.
“I am going home.”
“Where is that?”
“It is this way.”
“Why are you walking this road?”
“Because it takes me home, and my feet are moving.”
“If I follow your footsteps, will I go home?”
“No. You must follow/make your own road.”
“What will happen if I do not walk my road.”
“I do not know, but I do know that all other roads lead to longing. Only one is complete.”
“Why is this road here?”
“I don’t know. All I know is it takes me home.”
“Why are we here?”
“Again, I do not know.”
“Don’t you want to answer these questions?”
“They do not matter. The light of home is in sight and all else is forgotten/faded. If you desire a resolution to one of these questions, you can find it on your road.”
“How can you be satisfied with not knowing?”
“With home in sight, everything is perfect.”
“How long will it take me to get home?”
“The distance of your road is unknown. It must be walked, yet crossing the threshold takes but a moment that becomes timeless.”
“When will you arrive home?”
“I’m already there, dreaming of this road; dreaming of dreaming.”