Where is the me when all which defines me is invalid? How should I know when all but the principle of me is falsely understood? Is the former dismissed when all that is believed becomes inane from an acceptance of true subjectivity?
Where is the illusion when the belief itself is a lie to deceive? How should I know that truth is not equal to the illusion? What is my hand but an biologial structure to sustain a certain fuction in the whole's operating? I would continue without the hand, but would I progress without the mind? Must I think to acheive and believe to see achievement?
Tell me, is there an in when the out is all that defines the in? Is up truly accurate when it is equally replacable with the down? Logic derived from observation of facts is irrelevant when contemplating at depth - for the organization of chaos is the approach of a magician.
I may be a wizard - but my spells are not to transform. I sway my wand in the direction of this world - casting a shadow through the arbitrary judgment which guides me. All I have produced is a stick for the equally blind to yield.
My stick may be wrong and it becomess plausible I will fall - breaking my neck in the process - but I remain humble in mind. The path I walk has a terrain unseen, but I hope with each step into the unknown. My eyes want to see, but they know the vague truth would only blind me further.
Why must there be a complexity which I cannot fathom? Why can the equation not be absolute - categorizing all as singular - avoiding chaotic interruptions? Where is the linear path for us to progress without deception? It is a contradiction for us to surpass the limits - for our rigid thinking confines us as a whole to merely the hand which we possess.
What will we do - generate a second hand? This is a magical thought that is far beyond our insignificant position. The second hand which we seek is unimaginable - thus unfeasible to develop without exceeding all we are.