Tag Archives: mystery

Back to the poets

The world is temporal, meaning time-bound and finite. It came from nothing and is now in the process of returning to nothing. To paraphrase the timeless Stephen Hawking, ‘Why bother?’ Spare a thought for cosmologists! Still looking for a cause. Still not finding one.

The Cloud of Unknowing

Our comfort zone is what we know. What we know is the past, a carefully curated twig-and-feather arrangement. What we don’t know—and insulate ourselves against—is magnum mysterium. This is the state of not knowing anything at all.