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says that to is a projection of thought: because you are afraid of darkness, out of your fear of darkness you conceive God as light. But light is also a thought a mind projection. When you go beyond all thought you also go beyond light.
Then what is God? Is God darkness? That will not be right -- God is not darkness either. Then what is God? God IS TRANSLUCENT DARKNESS, darkness which is luminous.
In this way, Dionysius is trying to help you to go beyond the duality of words. God is death and life both together, light and darkness both together, matter and consciousness both together, man and woman both together. So don't ask the question again whether God is a he or a she; he IS both and neither. That's why the Upanishads never call him he or she but IT. Of course, It with a capital "I" so that you don't misunderstand him as a thing, as a commodity. But God is IT.
Now in the West, Women's Liberation is raising great dust insisting that God should be called she, not he -- to call God he is nothing but the male chauvinist pig's idea. But to call him she will be the female chauvinist's idea. It won't make any difference; it will be the same. Any part of the duality is insufficient; he has to be called both together.
... WHEREIN THE SIMPLE, ABSOLUTE AND IMMUTABLE MYSTERIES OF DIVINE TRUTH ARE HIDDEN IN THE TRANSLUCENT DARKNESS OF THAT SILENCE WHICH REVEALETH IN SECRET.
GOD is known only in absolute silence. But that silence does not mean a dead silence -- not the silence of the cemetery but the silence of a garden where birds are singing and bees are humming and flowers are opening, where all is alive.
The silence that one comes to know through meditation, through AGNOSIA, IS a living silence. It is full of song, full of music, full of melody, full of joy, full of love-empty of all thoughts. Even the thought of love, the thought of joy, the thought of silence is absent. But joy is present, LOVE is present. The thought of love is not present; in fact, the thought of love is present only when love is absent. You think of joy only when you are not joyful. When you are really joyous you never think of joy.
Mind gives you
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