I do not know if you have considered the nature of the intellect. The intellect and its activities are all right at a certain level, are they not? But when the intellect interferes with that pure feeling, then mediocrity sets in. To know the function of the intellect, and to be aware of that pure feeling, without letting the two mingle and destroy each other, requires a very clear, sharp awareness.
So the function
of the intellect is always, is it not, to inquire, to analyze, to search
out; but because we want to be secure inwardly, psychologically,
because we are afraid, anxious about life, we come to some form of
conclusion to which we are committed. From one commitment we proceed to
another, and I say that such a mind, such an intellect, being slave to a
conclusion, has ceased to think, to inquire.
(J. Krishnamurti, The Book of Life)
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