sore reflection

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For a long time I did not quite know what to make of this Yi-King's response to my query concerning "Truth", and so more or less have resigned myself to the feeling that "what I was seeking is out of my reach". That resignation has brought some peace to my mind ... enough for me to carry on with "life" ...


A recent casual conversation with a good friend has inadvertently revived the "truth" bug in me . He mentioned the philosophical discussions between David Bohm and Krishnamurti on the elusive subject of "Truth" and "Reality" . My friend seems to have come to a conclusion that, according to Bohm and Krishnamurti , it is practically impossible for the human consciousness to grasp or describe "truth" ! (“The description is not the described ..." , to quote Krishnamurti)

Reflecting on it now, it gradually dawns on me that all my life , by believing and trusting my eyes and my senses, I had been steadily dragged down and drowned deeper and deeper into falsehood . When I woke up and realised what was happening, and let go of my faulty beliefs, and sank no further, I have effectively begun the first step in "coming up", in "approaching" what I was longing for . Perhaps that was what the hexagram 19 alludes to .


What is the next step then, after stopping ?


How can one get to something that cannot be described or conceptualised ?

( As Krishnamurti said: "The word is not the thing ...") .


So more "biting and gnawing" questions remain ...



I've turned to the Yi again, trying a different tact:



Hexagram 04 (Immature folly) with 4 moving lines, changing into hexagram 51 (Double Thunder)




This time the Yi has been more forthcoming, in fact, rather blunt in its response . I was simply being a fool to waste my time with semantics, with words . That won't get me anywhere either !


No matter how hard we bite, chew or gnaw, as human we probably can only try to approach, but never really get to "truth" . Makes me think the word "truth" actually functions like a "lie" , since it conjures up a sort of illusion, a luring mirage that entices us, keeps us moving, crawling desperately towards it, while serving our time in the desert of life .