| p73 | If not, the unnameable is relegated to neglect and unknowing, to not being seen for what it is, to remaining always the hidden one, the master of disguises, unbirthed. Not orphaned but unbirthed. Not subject to misery but subject to mystery. Not subject to separation but subject to its own divine union. Not distinguished but set apart and revered, all that life is not rather than all that life is. |