Passing Over In Silence

Whereof we cannot speak, thereof we must pass over in silence.
-Ludwig Wittgenstein, Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus

That grandiose phrase has a simple meaning: The things that are too grand to speak of, we must honour with our silence. For Wittgenstein, that meant the sublime, the mystical things whose meaning was "made manifest" rather than arrived at by empirical observation or logical reasoning.

I've decided to honour Wittgenstein's wise words, which I've been quoting recklessly for twenty years now, with some silence of my own. It's part of a long-overdue effort to get rid of excess expression and vapid verbiage (like this sentence, for example).

From here on in, I'm going to avoid writing about the following themes in direct terms in this space:

God, truth, religion, identity, beauty, wisdom, spirituality, depression, awareness, meditation, aging, sublimity, inspiration, creativity, and especially, love.

I reserve the privelege of continuing to explore indirectly the themes I've mentioned, as an observer and a craftsman in stories, poems, pictures and songs.

Otherwise.....

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