The pioneering mind often coins into words and phrases, concepts which we already have discovered in our subconscious, and hence we recognize the concept when it is expressed.
One of the most peculiar things I discovered in my own search for meaning – and much of it is coded in my youtube rants – is when I realized that concepts linger in our minds, sometimes collectively, and sometimes the collective is not lateral but linear through time, but without names.
This is something not taught to us in the Frankfurt school inspired state indoctrination, or state run education. As it doesn’t fit with a model of facilitating a search for understanding but shapes and conditions predefined understanding and frowns upon leaving the reservation of doctrine and regulated control.
A Con-Cept means literally ‘taken with’ but is also in strong relation to Con-scious – or seeing with – and also cognizant, understanding with.
If one dives into the roots of Monotheism we discover that everything is in strong relation to the fifth element, yet never coined into a coded or worded concept. What Miyamoto Musashi referred to as “the book of nothingness” or “the void” or The Logos, The first word.
That undefineable realm of unconscious where everything originates and resides, yet doesn’t exist there for the void is empty. From whence a concept rises up to the subconscious as an embryo of an almost defined cognition, a word is given to it and it appears fully defined and almost understood.
I refrained from writing “the unconscious” for the The attempts to define what cannot be defined.
The logos, the fifth element rising from nothing or “the undefineable” to the horizon of understanding. Thus we begin to see how Plato meant very similar things when referring to the metaphysical forms substantiating themselves into the measureable or quantifiable reality we are confined to – or seem to be confined to.
Not many are aware that Plato had studied his metaphysics and “the art of conceptual analysis” with Pythagoras or in his school, who himself had studied with the metaphysicians of Persia and Egypt – and possibly some avanced rabbis.
Everything connects to everything else, sometimes obviously and sometimes yet undiscovered.
Just as we learn in monotheism, that God cannot be made into a carved image, or an idol, the same applies to the metaphysical concept; the deity which monotheists believe in cannot be defined, neither can the primordial concept.
Notice for example the concept of believing in, which does not necessarily mean believe about. One can have many ideas and notions, opinions and a list of concepts in ones mind, and hence believe a lot of things about a lot of things, but believing in something is a diametric opposite.
For you do not need to know about in order to know in. Seems a contradiction in terms, perhaps. Yet when I first had my “time of fantasies” I understood the concept and could relate to – or draw from – what was going on for the precise reason that I had read about it in Dreams Memories Reflections.
I also had my Numinous moment and it transformed me, motivated me and still nourishes me. I recognized it for the same reason. It changed the world right there in front of my eyes, metaphysically as physically, and confirmed to me what I had suspected for decades, that the narrow and crooked road is undertaken by two entities holding hands.
One is in the process of becoming, the other cannot be defined.
Do I understand Jung at all? Yes I do, for the unfathomable reason that I cannot. I simply love that he made his journey and documented that which could be explained of what he learned. I bring much to it myself, in the beginning like the child that I was and later as the man who understands that he may still be a child.
Somehow that last concept, of being the child that I am, is the most precious of all that I have learned. It took me twentyfive years of learning to discover that God is love and that the purpose of life is the joy of living without a reason to.
It took me another nine years to add the third element.
An element I could put a name to, only a week ago, but somehow it doesn’t make sense when coined. As the great sage Douglas Adams said, when expressing 42, that the answer and the question cannot be both understood simultaneously.
Many years ago, a thinker expressed to me his lament, on the verge of agony, that he had not been able to come up with a truly original thought or concept which hitherto had ever been expressed or coined.
Though I was young at the time, I understood him then and still do. I suppose you already have realized that this task is one of the hardest we set out to endeavor. It is a journey impossible to define, just like so many forms which still are not expressed, the singularity of a truly creative and original thought.
The deeper I understand my faith, the sanctified and sanitized Monotheism, the better I realize that the greatest thinkers of the human saga have most if not all understand this strange reality and wrestled with it. It’s like a reflection, you will incorporate the nature of what you worship.
You leave behind the dead concepts which have been defined and you embark on the journey through infinite vibrant creativity, which in essence is Love. You cease to stick with the need to define or classify, you can use it but you don’t need it.
In this sense, I don’t know what Love is. The Greeks had six concepts for it. There is much written and sung about it. Saul from Tarsus wrote beautifully about it. But does anyone know it? You simply see it. When in doubt, stay with What Is.
