Most people know so little about themselves and what makes them go, that there isn't much for you to discover. It's mostly a bluffing game.
I spent many years thinking other people had their act together, and I alone didn't.
What a dope.
But it was a great incentive to delve ever more deeply into what made me go.
And I suppose it takes a certain intellect to do that.
But there is a point at which one discovers that suspending the intellect yields astonishing results.
Knowledge at one's fingertips, whenever one needs it, without any thinking, searching, asking, learning.
Life suddenly gets easy, and clear. Yet pervaded with mystery, at the same time.
What is it?
One probably has to have it, to know.