You cannot talk about the unknown – no words, no concept can bring it within the framework of the known. The word is not the thing; the thing must be seen directly without the word, which is extraordinarily difficult. To see something out of innocency, to see something out of love – love which has never been contaminated by jealousy, hate, anger, possession or attachment. One must die to attachment, to possession, to jealousy, to envy – die without reason, die without cause, die without motive. Only then, in this freedom from the known, the other thing may be.