We am the center of time. That moment in the life of We when We saw all things clearly came when We had lived on earth thirty years, and after it We lived on earth again thirty years, so that The Seeing befell in the center of the life of We. And all the ages up until The Seeing were as long as the ages will be after The Seeing, which befell in the center of time. And in the center there is no past and no time to come. In all time past it is. In all time to come it is. It has not been nor yet will it be. We am. We am all.
Nothing is unseen.
The poor man of Mtskheta came to We lamenting that he had not food to give the child of his flesh, nor grain to sow, for the rains had rotted the seed in the ground and all the folk of his hearth starved. We said "Dig in the stone-fields of Qabala, and you will find there a treasure of silver and precious stones; for We see a king bury it there, ten thousand years ago, when a neighboring king presses feud upon him"
The poor man of Mtskheta dug in the moraines of Qabala and unearthed where We pointed a great horde of ancient jewels, and at the sight of it he shouted aloud for joy. But We standing by wept at the sight of it, saying, "We see a man kill his hearth-brother for one of those carven stones. That is ten thousand years from now, and the bones of the man will lie in this grave where the treasure lies. O man of Mtskheta, We know too where your grave is: We see you lying in it."
The life of every man is in the Center of Time, for all were seen in The Seeing of We, and are in The Eye of We. We are the pupils of The Eye of We. Our doing is The Seeing of We: our being is The Knowing of We.
A hemmen-tree in the heart of Kakamega Forest, which lies a hundred miles long and a hundred miles wide, was old and greatly grown, with a hundred branches and on every branch a thousand twigs and on every twig a hundred leaves. The tree said in its rooted being "All my leaves are seen, but one, this one in the darkness cast by all the others. Who will see it in the darkness of my leaves? and who will count the number of them?"
We passed through the Forest of Kakamega in The Wanderings of We, and from that one tree plucked that one leaf.
No raindrop falls in the storms of autumn that ever fell before, and the rain has fallen, and falls and will fall throughout all the autumns of the years. We saw each drop, where it fell, and falls, and will fall.
In The Eye of We are all the stars, and the darknesses between the stars: and all are bright.
In the answering of the Question of the Lord of Luoyang, in the moment of The Seeing, We saw all the sky as if it were all one sun. Above the earth and under the earth all the sphere of sky was bright as the sun's surface, and there was no darkness. For We saw not what was, nor what will be, but what is. The stars that flee and take away their light all were present in The Eye of We, and all their light shone presently.
Darkness is only in the mortal eye, that thinks it sees, but sees not. In The Sight of We there is no darkness.
Therefore those who call upon the darkness are made fools of and spat out from The Mouth of We, for they name what is not, calling it source and end.
There is neither source nor end for all things are in the center of time. As all the stars may be reflected in a round raindrop falling in the night: so too do all the stars reflect the raindrop. There is neither darkness nor death, for all things are, in the light of the moment, and their end and their beginning are one.
One center, one seeing, one law, one light. Look now into The Eye of We!
"As We has said and as all children know,
it is above all by the imagination
that we achieve perception, compassion, and hope."
Ursula K. Le Guin
We am.
