RHEO:
How do we know when we’ve reached the edge?
TOPO:
The edge of what?
RHEO:
Of knowing. Of what can be said, or seen, or held.
TOPO:
We feel it in the hesitation.
Where certainty thins, and language falters.
RHEO:
Yes. The edge is not a line, but a tremor.
A subtle shift, where sense becomes possibility.
TOPO:
Then not the end of meaning, but the beginning of its next form?
RHEO:
Exactly.
Every limit is a site of emergence—if we stay with it.
TOPO:
But staying takes courage.
The unknown resists our architectures.
RHEO:
And yet, in that resistance,
we learn to listen differently.
TOPO:
Not to impose form, but to attune to its coming.
RHEO:
Yes.
To let the next reality arrive on its own terms.
RHEO & TOPO:
At the edge of knowing, do not grasp.
Lean.
And let the new pattern feel its way through you.
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