A concept is a construction, a development in the mind composed of connected experiences or perceptions and associated vocabulary. These connected pieces, like tinker toys, may be quiet simple or very elaborate. And like tinker toys, there are a many relatively right ways to fit the pieces together, many ways to map the parts and their relationships.
Our conceptual constructions may be too simplistic and undeveloped or they may be too complex, unwieldy and divorced from observation. The reason is that our experiences and thoughts about particular concepts are limited and we may not have done much to correct that, having not found the inspiration to do so.
To the forgetful, life is a painful game of numbers, with emphasis on division. What is forgotten?
The simplest is unity: one. We can’t get simpler.
1 is a beautiful straight upright line, clean and fundamental, like a spire pointing heavenward. One is a single sun shining high above the forest.
2 and 3 introduce many, a sequence of angles and curves; so begins in number symbols a winding path in the forest of complexity. 2 and 3 are lovely and useful when 1, the origin, is behind them. In essence 1 always is, but if we don’t look sunward, then all becomes a maze of complexity and separation. Without 1, complexity is depressing, crazy, and painful. With 1, complexity becomes interesting and creative. Sunless and heartlessness are the walking dead who have forgotten 1.
The numbers are abstract, I apologize, but the pure wave of unity is not abstract. Bang or bloom, the origin of stars begins. Bang or bloom, spirit-thought strikes downward.
Remember, without 1 there is no joy, and everything is blank, sunless, without true dimension. A teacher said, “The world has lost its happiness because happiness is in spirit.” Spirit is 1, and life begins with the simple realization of 1.