ABSTRACT
The conscious self sits, so to speak, at the receiving end of a telegraph wire. On any other theory than that of mysticism, it is her one channel of communication with the hypothetical “external world.” Mysticism is that of a kitten running after its own tail: a different path indeed from that which the great seekers for reality have pursued. It is scarcely possible to persist in this aesthetic perception without feeling lifted up by it above things and above ourselves, in an ontological vision which closely resembles the Absolute of the Mystics. The mystics find the basis of their method not in logic but in life: in the existence of a discoverable “real,” a spark of true being, within the seeking subject which can, in that ineffable experience which they call the “act of union,” fuse it with and thus apprehend the reality of the sought Object.
