Original Post: June 7, 2025
Though I said to myself,
"See, I have grown and increased in wisdom more than anyone who has ruled over Jerusalem before me; I have experienced much wisdom and knowledge."
Then I applied myself to the understanding of wisdom, and also of madness and folly, but I learned that this, too, is a chasing after the wind (hevel).1
For with much wisdom comes much sorrow; the more knowledge, the more grief.
Ecclesiastes 1:16–18

There is a paradox at the heart of wisdom: the deeper our knowledge, the more acutely we feel the ache of what lies out of reach. The tension between knowing and yearning lingers like a shadow in the heart. It clouds both our perception of peace and our sense of paradise.
In Hebraic traditions, Knowledge is approached with caution. As is well known from the stories in these traditions, like: wandering the desert for decades, or falling into the yoke of tyrants. In these stories the lesson is always the same: To pursue understanding, without first yielding in humility to the act of learning, invites sorrow.
Perhaps due to it's ability to sharpen our awareness of what remains unreachable, knowledge contains in it the strong potential to lead one to isolation.
…It multiplies longing.
...It awakens us to the vastness of what cannot be grasped.
Some come to face this emotional threshold with fear and trembling;
…Others with awe and stillness.
At some point curious seekers of interiority inevitably come to an encounter with the limitations of the material world. Thought itself takes on an illusory feel, and then suddenly there is absence.
Some arrive at this point driven only by novelty or a desire for relaxation and sleep.
Fewer decide to walk deeper into The Silence.
Of those who walk further, some succumb to emotional fatigue2,
And even those with the stamina may not possess the orientation to pass beyond it, falling into an emotional crisis3 that courts Nihilism.
Despite popular self-starter conceptions of knowledge as a path to self-liberation: Knowledge does not always liberate. At times, it isolates.
Only a few, among the many who have lived, walk this path well and in a sustained manner. I like to imagine that the few successful, having come to a limit, submit themselves to The Silence. Trained in the discipline of contemplating the Ultimate, which lies beyond the limit of understanding, one reflexively comes to the realization: There's an abundance of love waiting to be experienced. A love that may never be fully encountered within the constraints of physical life, but that calls to us nonetheless, from just beyond the limits of understanding.
First contact with this absence is often disorienting, emotionally confused by the strangeness of the experience.
A quiet shattering.
A strange flavor which becomes something we savor.
A stillness where, if entered with humility and the awe, one may begin to perceive that in the vastness of silence, God is not absent but waiting.4
The ancient myth of expulsion reveals a wound not inflicted by God, but opened by our refusal to abide in mystery.
The gate to Paradise is not locked.
It is simply veiled by the noise of our striving.
We need not wait for death to glimpse Eternity.
Be still.
And know.
Love. Be confident. Create. Grow.
@ CyberArtTime 2025

- Hevel: Often translated as “vanity,” is more accurately rendered as vapor, mist, or breath. It doesn’t mean meaninglessness; instead, it signifies something transient, elusive, and inherently difficult to grasp. ↩︎
- Intense feelings of loneliness. ↩︎
- Existential Crisis: A period of intense reflection in which a person confronts the seeming meaninglessness, unpredictability, or absurdity of existence. It often arises when one’s inherited frameworks of meaning fail to account for a profound internal experience or realization. In this context, the “crisis” is not always dramatic, but can unfold as a subtle rupture in the continuity of assumed meaning. ↩︎
- In contemplative traditions silence is not merely the absence of sound, but the presence of depth. To trust in silence is to release the demand for immediate answers or felt reassurance. This surrender is not passivity, but an active relinquishment of control in favor of communion. The absence we first resist becomes, over time, a space through which divine presence is revealed. It is written in Psalm 46:10, “Be still and know that I am God”, suggesting that knowledge of God arises not in grasping, but in passivity. ↩︎

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