And what of enlightenment? I asked. What do you make of that?
It’s a name bestowed on an ideal, future-self, by those who long for it.
So there’s no such thing? I asked. No one is ever enlightened?
I didn’t say that, he answered. There are some. Here and there. Maybe.
And how do we know them? Who can we believe? I asked.
The world seemed full of people claiming to be enlightened. Most of them had something to sell.
That’s simple, he smiled. By looking in the mirror and reading Proverbs 26:12. Let me know what you see.
That was all he said, so later, I fished out my bible, and did exactly that.
Do you see a man wise in his own eyes?
There is more hope for a fool than for him.