Where there is learning, there is no storehouse; there are no steps I am going to climb to reach God, or utopia, or the final glorious ideal. There is only one step, no other steps. That is where the clever ones, the people who have gone into this a little bit, are in despair: they see there is only one step, but can’t go beyond it. They write books, invent new philosophies, and catch us with phrases or a word. When we see that there is only one step, and we don’t know how to meet that one step, there is unending despair because we want to climb the ladder. There is no despair if I really see that there is only one step. There is no reaching, no gaining, no searching, no achievement, no being better than somebody else. Leave all that to the theologians, priests, politicians and writers; leave all that muck to somebody else. Then you will see what beauty is.