The spectrum of thought: A prelude to transformation? A necessity to view reality?
Why do some thoughts feel intuitively wholesome, and others so selfish? And why can some thoughts be held in discovery longer than others? And why are each always interrupted by thoughts that seem both random and trivial? What is the reality behind these transitions? Why are they constantly moving? And in which direction are they ultimately moving towards? Or will death be the abrupt end of thought itself? Yet why do we seek answers from a world that is completely devoid of the will to live let alone possess the capacity to even understand the question? If intelligibility has framed these questions, why do we assume intelligibility is not the author of its answers? What would be the necessity for reality to be incoherent? Or, has the world offered a temptation capable of betraying the pursuit of cogent thought? What would be the implications of this disloyalty? Have they already been experienced? What if every thought, that could be thought, has been thought? W...