There are more things in Heaven and Earththan aredreamt of in your philosophy.” So says Hamlet to his “Just the facts, ma’am”, friend,Horatio. When I was a young boy,my father, the hard-core scientist,took me to the engineering building at McGill where Rutherford, the new-age Alchemist, unpeeled the shell of the Gold atom, breaking the machine & touching the ghost of matter. Sir Ernest’s main ethos, “Prove all things”, was carved into the granite wall - as if with a little more perseverance all things unknown will ultimately become known. The principle I come to know : the unknown is so vast we barely touch the tip of our toes into that dark water. A silence abides. An emptiness attends. A presence that can neither be proven nor explained. How to understand this? I could tack words on. Better simply to accept. Accept without the necessity of proof
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