Hi Chris —
I'm having trouble conceptualizing physical human existence without the ability to discriminate between good and evil.
I don't think we weren't supposed to have that capacity ... the fact that God warned the Primordial Couple is evidence that they did ... He just meant, "Know the difference, but don't go there... " ... so what do we do ...
Without the ability to utilize what you referred to as "self knowledge:, ie. "discrimination, distinction, separation, individuation..." how could we even function in the physical?
A trick one ... but I look at the Passion in another, very different Garden (Gethsemane) ... "thy will, not my will, be done."
... maybe, tragically, Adam and Eve just dropped their guard for a moment? Origen believed that souls just became satiated with the Divine Plenitude ... like snowblindness ... but, I wonder, what is it in man that has Charlie Chaplin standing next to Arnie Schwartzewhatsis and Arne says "Don't touch that," and you just know what CC's gonna do...?
Perhaps we could be like angels or something, living in the quantum flow,
That's it! Living in the flow of Love (or ist that luuu-rr-ve? I hope not!) ... but yes ... just go with it ...
... I've done a little bit of sailing, so this balmy evening, on a 30 foot Broads gaff-rigged yacht, the sun was setting, the wind dropped, the sail was hanging with just a whisper of a breeze, I was the last one on the water, all the yachts were moored up along a staithe (a cutting, like a canal), not a ripple on the lake, and us just moseying along. I turned into the staithe, and could see a space at the very top, passed all the other boats ... I gave my partner the helm (not a sailor) and said 'just hold it there til I say, then pull it towards you' and walked up to the bow, no rush, no panic, all the time in the world, took the line, slid passed all the other (panic-looking) yachts, slowing all the time, reached the head of the staithe moving at what seemed like inches per minute ... stepped ashore and took a turn round the bollard, said 'now' with a nod, and walked back (enough headway still to answer to the helm, which began to tuck the stern in to the bank), took the stern line off the rail where I'd hung it, and a turn round a stern bollard brought us to a stop ...
... closest thing to heaven on earth, ever ... never thought about any of it ... just did it ...
it came naturally ... I was in synch with it all ... not my will, just working with the wind and water, the evening and the land ... the will of nature ... she called the shots ... I mean, I could have turned on the motor ... but I trusted in no surprises, and just knew what to do ... living in the Divine Quantum would be just like that, I reckon ...
(The next day I lost my hat overboard, and try as I might, never managed to fetch up near enough to get it back. Doh! Another shattered dream!)
Truly, the trick of living
in the moment, is knowing that we are actually
part of the moment, not something outside, trying to get in ... and
just settling to that and not expecting the moment to be something like a Hollywood musical.
Life is a mystical experience ... the trouble is we spend half our lives waiting for an angel to turn up and say 'Ooh look, he's having a mystical experience," and the other half asleep to what's happening ...
but it's hard to conceptualize a physical existence without the accompanying "illusion" of individuation.
That's because it is real. The 'illusion' is in the notion that we are outside of it.
Thomas