al’one

[anagogy]

I appriciate your comments.

I realize the absurdity, beings that remember/know no more than what they experienced in a fractal of a life time try and understand the One. Could we still consider the posibility/probability that unity which contains all, both positive/negative created this experience due to a paradox of being all that there is.
7 billion humans, infinite stars and planets. infinte space and time, the amount of love is unspeakable, perhaps diving one self into infinite selves would be the result? If all is known, and all is well, then why the necessity to split into many-ness?

If you want my opinion, the answer is simply this: the One, though it dwells in perpetual bliss, joy, love, what have you, doesn't know it. It *IS* it, but it doesn't KNOW it. "Knowing" is a lower order reality from Beingness. Please understand, I'm not saying it is lesser than, but simply a lower, or less encompassing reality.

Thus, in order to KNOW itself, it has to perceive the contrast of its own reality against the background of That Which Is Not. The creator knows itself through that which it is not. You see, it has to have a frame of reference -- a kind of comparison.

So the answer to your question is simply that: duality, or contrast, maintains and enriches the perfection of the creator.

When do you most appreciate food? When you are hungry.

When do you most appreciate rest? When you are tired.

When do you most appreciate the companionship of others? When you are lonely.

When do you most appreciate warmth? When you are cold.

This is the power of the exploration of duality -- appreciation. Without this finite exploration, we couldn't know the bliss of appreciation. Without the separation, you cannot enjoy the bliss of reunification. For the dance to occur, the archetypal union of opposites, a metaphysical potential difference has to be energized, and then the metaphysical electricity of consciousness flows from the negative to the positive pole. And the spark, or orgasm of creation, is briefly had. Until the next octave, and the next, and the next, and next, ad infinitum.

This is the mutually sustaining dialect between the relative and the absolute reality.