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There is something.
Much too vast to put into words.
There is a tremendous reservoir, as it were,
which if the human mind can touch it, reveals something which no
intellectual mythology
- invention, supposition, dogma - can ever reveal.
I am not making a mystery of it ... Either one creates a mystery when
there isn't one
or there is a mystery which you have to approach with extraordinary
delicacy and hesitancy,
and, you know, tentativeness.
And the conscious mind can't do this. It is there but you cannot come
to it,
you cannot invite it. It’s not progressive achievement.
There is something but the brain can't understand it.
(Mary Lutyens, Volume 2, Krishnamurti:
The Years of Fulfilment)
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