(no subject)
Knowledge cannot be given or hoarded, it is in a constant process of revelation to those who have eyes to see. There are no keys save those which one gives to oneself, no wisdom which was not unready and the result of vanity. You cannot free that which is by definition locked, nor can you give wisdom to those who cannot see it. You see a culture, I see a truth. You ask to remove a lock, but that lock is eternal and fair. That truth is a constant in any time and at any place in the world. It has no history, no beginning and certainly no end, save with the extinction of the human race and no heir to carry on after it.
You want to teach the hidden wisdom to your friends? But I ask you who your friends are? In truth none exist and none will. You have no companions and no partner, and you never will. If you understand that it is a lonely path you will know that no-one can reveal for you truth, or unlock a path hidden from your sight. There is no-one to teach you and you will not learn, save that which you knew already.
If you persist in pushing this point, then I will say to you that you are not after an understanding, but that you want a religion and all the trappings that come with it. If you wish to be a shepherd, then be truthful about it. If you want to drag the uncomprehending and dull behind you, you will lose all sight of the road ahead of you. If you want recognition and adulation, then I say to you that you seek awards and honors from the blind, the insensate, cripples and the deformed. If you want the respect of your peers, or the peers you believe you deserve, then you seek to hide your doubt in yourself, smothered in the fake pride of undeserved awards and false flattery.
I’ve always felt an unreserved kindness towards you, in part due to my empathy with your situation; but I feel that it has insulated you from the truth of your position. You do not know how to keep silent, nor do you know how to listen. You seek approval from outsiders but do not respect their inability to understand you. You talk in riddles when honesty would be right, and obfuscate your words when you do not know.
That you are trapped down a blind alley is no-one’s fault but your own. You give aid and comfort to your enemies and alienate your friends. You do not know how to respect the difference between people outside and people inside. You talk to plumbers about cars and talk to mechanics about your drains. You list your accomplishments without modesty, when you should wear failure and experience as a true indicator of your journey. You hate the earth, but want her to lift her skirt for you.
Do these words offend or anger you? I hope they do, because the best thing you could do, the kindness that I once again give you, is to earnestly hope, and expect that you will reverse this road you have set yourself down. To not expect to argue with me or others, but to quietly and secretly better yourself. To take my earnest castigation as the love it is intended.
Because if for no other reason than that I am rather tied of passing the wrecks on the road.