You find yourself thinking, "I must lose myself, in order to find myself." AND THEN, I think "My self is pretty much an illusion, right?"
Right.
We are left to wrestle with vaporous, disappearing clouds. "I only know what I don't know, you know?!"
It seems that the most important things in our lives are invisible, they disappear under scrutiny, there is a light and dark mystery floating in the air, clouding our eyes and heads. You aspire to "clear-seeing," and you come to the "cloud of unknowing."
That's the way of an unclouded mind; clouds.
