Limitations of the Human Mind (GS 028)

These lines from Savitri remind us of the limitations of the present human mind and the need to go beyond:

In this small mould of infant mind and sense
Desire is a child-heart’s cry crying for bliss,
Our reason only a toys’ artificer,
A rule-maker in a strange stumbling game.

But she her dwarf aides knew whose confident sight
A bounded prospect took for the far goal.

The world she has made is an interim report
Of a traveller towards the half-found truth in things
Moving twixt nescience and nescience.

For nothing is known while aught remains concealed;
The Truth is known only when all is seen.

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