The some, few, or many that find those words either odious in their reference (to what is commonly called a religious figure, Jesus Christ) or offensive in some implication of their necessity to be forgiven for their not knowing, they nevertheless stand:
“Forgive them Father, they know not what they do”
Here a man is speaking in a conversation we are now made privy to. He is not talking to us, but before us. But now the words are there regardless if one considers them one sided and not a conversation at all, as though the man is “only speaking to thin air” with no hearer addressed for bearing of witness. But now…you hear them. You are now in that place as hearer. You are now witness to those words….even if knowing they are not to you, can you resist the knowing they are “about” you? Do you think you can impeach them as “not conversation”, as not communication from one to another? Or will your witnessing as a witness prove you impeached? Do you…know?
Accepting the impeach-ability of all of one’s knowing is a work far beyond any operation one man could exercise upon another. Oh, we may receive instruction in part (as we all have) and according to our own arrangements as in “I will sit under this professor (but only) because I acknowledge his expertise, skill, or experience as outstripping my own”. But to engage with one who (as mentioned several pages back) can and would say “You have no idea of what you are doing…do you?” would at least provoke some resistance in either as forthright a response as “Who do you think you are to say that?” or even the more subtle attempts to show one does indeed know what they are doing, as proof of negation. And so they would…do. And continue to do till either they could prove themselves as knowing or proof to them they do not was made plain. And of course, I cannot prove this to you.
Even were one to concede in any part that their own consciousness (which sits supremely and presumes to utter of its objectivity to each of us) is found merely a hodgepodge of balls and strikes pitched to a self by parents or guardians, intellectual aptitude, experiences, friends, enemies, experiments, and wonderings in all limited to what that self has contacted in all circumstance(s); still the mind is trapped in that lie it tells itself…”I can rise above in all reason to survey it, and from there find the sense and reason of it all and hold objectivity“.
There may be nothing funnier to hear than a man (even any man) speaking of objectivity.
Yes, the pretty who girl who seems to find out early how to open doors with just a smile might like to think she can know other…but it is far too late. For even were she to set out to know how “less pretty girls fair”, she has already been set to her place from which such undertaking is even motivated. Our desire to know is actually the plainest proof that we do not. And to find we can do nothing about that, well, who could either bear to say it, or receive it?
And maybe as equally funny to hear is the man who thinks himself enough (or thinks of himself as enough) to utter “I am really just seeking the truth”…as though entitled to it. Even as though what by admission is lacking it in the consequence of seeking it, would know it if seen.
Truth only answers to truth.
Was that man in conversation?
Is he even still, now?
What do you know?
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