Ontological precarity

Yes, yes, yes, all is suffering. We know. We read that book, too. We ratified the notion, acknowledged what it warrants. A quorum was present and everything.

And it’s not as if we don’t know the answer to the question: where to begin? Right here, right now, as each beat of a heart carries us forward in its staccato murmuring.

But how ? How to begin? So much depends on no ideas but in things, so much of the ballet between self-awareness and acknowledgment of consensual reality takes place off-stage.

That’s probably as good as it gets, the most that can be hoped for. The lash - yes, yes, yes, we welcome it, clear-eyed and with gratitude. That’s how.