Wisdom party. Packet of gurus. Thoughts into the ether. Force them into the field. Kinship with the invisible. The 'Other': shadow within Oneself. Racket of diary, all for one, is one. The impetus of 'nature' the desire for self-differentiating. Looking into the face of the All, carrying It with us each step. Take this, rationalist: you've stepped too far, too fast. And irrationalist: you dive without looking, a bit like this. All's advance; retrogression's logically impossible, since it's been OUT, and coming back, RETRAVELS.
Nonsense, you say? Poetry gets us nowhere but deeper into the feel of the question.