the pattern of truth

the pattern of truth is the arrangement of untruth in our consciousness. what we seek becomes the outlines of where truth fades and something else obscures the vision. it is the exact thing we seek that is the not truth of ourselves. darkness is everywhere the light cannot penetrate, but what is light? not the absence of darkness, light is the addition of a transitory force on the darkness, darkness has no other reference point but itself and so becomes the truth of experience, the absence of experience becomes the baseline of existence. when you wash a dish, you do not seek to add something to the dish but rather to remove, and in the process the dish becomes useable once more and lacking in the accumulation of outside influences upon it. so with our consciousness we cleanse that which is added to it, leaving it clean of outside influences, pure consciousness, the manifesting force but not the manifested object. what is the source is in everything, but everything is not in it. every manifested object seeks its source, but is not that. rather it is the light upon the darkness, the form upon the formless. the thought upon the unconsciousness. what exists overlays the original nonexistent truth of being that has no source. and what we are is the consciousness of the manifested creation, seeing and experiencing only the manifestation, and wondering always what, who, how am I. once the thought of the object is dropped, then the formless source can become unconsciously, and as the consciousness returns from the supreme darkness, refreshed, it knows without knowing, without seeking without experiencing, what its origin is. this is the hidden truth that is before you always and in everything and behind everything. there is nothing that is not it, but the consciousness that you wield has no way of holding its unmanifest nature. become what is not and you answer every question and  experience every truth yet know nothing.