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-- which has already been known; the unknown -- which will be known; and the unknowable -- which is not known and will never be known. Science says there are only two categories in the universe: the known and the unknown. Science divides the universe into these two categories -- that which is known and that which will be known. The unknowable: in this one word the whole essence of religion is hidden. There is something which has never been known and never will be known, because its mystery is such that one who seeks it disappears into it.
Words regarding the unfathomable can't be spoken or heard
And when the seeker himself has dissolved, then who is to tell, what to say, how to say? All words are very small, very shallow. You also have experiences in your life. Waking up early in the morning, the sun is rising in the garden, the trees are waking up. The smell of fresh earth is in the air -- perhaps it has just rained. The dew drops on the grass leaves are shining like pearls. The birds have started singing. A peacock dances, a cuckoo calls. Flowers bloom, the lotuses open their petals. You see all this. It is not beyond your senses, it is within their grasp. It is not unknown to you, it is known. You experience all this beauty. If somebody asks you to describe it in one word, what would you say? Just this: it was beautiful, it was very beautiful. But is this any description? In this 'very beautiful' there is no ray of the sun, or fragrance of the fresh earth, or blooming petals of the lotus, or bird song, or dew drop pearls, or the green of the trees, or open sky. There is nothing in it. What is in this 'very beautiful'? Nothing at all, only a few letters of the alphabet.
It is as if you write down the word lamp and hang it on the wall, will it illuminate the night? The night is dark and it will remain dark. Talking about lamps does not illuminate.
A woman told Picasso, "Yesterday I saw your painting -- your self-portrait -- at a friends house. And it was so beautiful, so lovely that I could not contain myself. I kissed it."
Picasso asked, "What happened then? Did the painting kiss you back?"
The woman said,
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