- To perish with every breath in overwhelming astonishment.
- To be so far gone that you never arrived.
- Have no idea.
- To be so clueless that every clue is itself eternally stunned by its own inexistence.
- Obliterate multiverses by means of bewilderment.
- Become so lost in disbelief that everything is absolutely, unintelligibly true.
- Wonder so deeply why anything is happening at all that it never did.
- Mercilessly send all your questions back to the omnipresent front lines.
- Fail to meet me for fear of being swallowed alive by an enormous question.
- Fall into the gaping abyss under your feet until you shoot up out of the ground.
- Writhe in unknowing.
- Live in the midst of continual well-coordinated all-out attacks upon everything you ever felt or thought was true.
- To always already be inexplicably pierced by yet another incommunicable arrow.
- Watch the world vanish like mist before the glorious sun of secret maximal confusion.
- Leave me behind so fast that you bump into me in infinite regress.
- To give everyone a look that shows what they are in for.
- Lay your life aside in favor of becoming a cosmically autophagous query.
- See human knowledge for what it is: a messy mass of poorly formulated search terms.
- Drink wine of bewilderment until the tears wash away your face.
- To erase every trace of yourself with a free lifetime supply of the Ointment of Mystification.
- Think about something by evaporating the thought.
- Act in way that effectively accuses everyone of insufficient astonishment.
- Follow yourself off the cliff of total bafflement.
- Leap for joy into spontaneous senseless distress like a child into the arms of its mother.
- Indulge profoundly in the pleasure of forgetting everything people say.
- Offer everything as a reward to anyone who successfully steals all your answers.
- Infinitely reverse the ontological order of answer and question.
- Immediately become incapable of following any directions other than the irrepressible hunch that you are absolutely and hopelessly lost.
- Dive into delightful epistemological despair past the point of really needing to do away with yourself.
- Abandon inner connection to all persons who actually think they know what they are talking about.
- Exploit your friends to bust all of you out of the prison of knowledge.
- Deliberately refuse to know, no matter what the world offers you.
- Develop courage for greater and greater bewilderment by remembering all who have died in the depths of ignorance.
- To wonder why one ever bothered to . . .
- Fail to believe how you ever fell for it.
- Make no difference between small and great matters that do not make sense.
- Know not what to do, think, feel, or say.
- Place no secret hope in your absolute bewilderment.
- Figure out a way off the island of being that does not involve figuring it out.
- Suspect everything.
- Renounce your bewilderment for nothing (except greater and greater bewilderment).
- Know so little that the whole universe flocks to your for meaningless questions.
- To let no light ever escape the black hole of your non-knowledge.
- Offer no explanations, give nothing away.
- Die of unknowing.
- Remain unintelligible, especially to omniscience.
- Thrive by robbing yourself in the apophatic alleys of radically immanent auto-blindness.
- Eclipse all knowing in the perfect pitch blackness of your pupil.
- Wonder why until why itself never made any sense in the first place.
- Expose your whole system to the plague of inexplicability.
- Hypothetically blame everything on everything in order to be even more astonished by all that remains unaccounted for.
- Crack open your skull like lightning on the stone of pure astonishment.
- Bask in the glory of bewilderment.
Wednesday, January 07, 2015
Bask in the Glory of Bewilderment
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