Full Of Mystery

I feel that I do not know anything about everything. There is mystery all around me. I feel a profound sense of ignorance. I wonder about life and death, about the life of the body, about everything that I have thought naively and arrogantly that I know. I realize that all life, and all objects and processes in life, are full of mystery. I do not really know anything

Then:

I see through Water-changing color with light...

The universe is one infinite perfect crystal, totally transparent, and absolutely clear. The reality of the world is a solid transparency, a compact emptiness so clear it feels like the total absence of any sensation. It is the virgin reality, before mind arises, before thought knows, before memory is born...