Wisdom emerges not in the glimmer of clarity but within the gradient depths of obscured perception — an unnoticed dance of
essences, where understanding colludes with unknowing.
When silhouettes cast by invisible light find their forms, what then shadow or truth becomes?
Observe the undulating reflections, which do not reflect but rather deflect the intention of seekers.
Your posture queries, and yet they reply only in murmured ambiguity. Listen, perhaps only the stillness speaks.
Unravel the threads hidden in sedimented echoes: contemplate.
Light and shadow, the fickle dimensions of meaning. Enlightenment blurred, promises betrayed by translucence.
No guide exists; transcendence meets convenience at a derelict dock.
To know is to embrace the question: embrace.