The knots are made from the lines
We may be conscious only in relation, only in the between; perhaps then reality is only in the betweens. After all, that is how stoplights and the scientific method and business and human enterprise works—and it is the one way I see you. So: we are only brought forth between, and G*d perhaps is here also brought forth! Thus, G*d is not so much noun, nor even so much verb, as arising. The knots of the net are made from the lines.
Positing you who means us as the ground of our being, we are the strands who are you brought forth and embodied and you are expressed in human form as the whole gossamer web of humanity.
:- Doug.
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