Landscapes of knowing continually unfold and open in unexpected directions. There is no point of survey from which all possibilities come into alignment. This cannot happen because the known and the known are not separate, the further out you seem to go the closer in you find yourself. Every system of systems turns around on itself, maps into itself. Or perhaps say that there are two entirely interdependent but completely incommensurable forms of order, evolutionary embodiment which is time and knowing-being which is timeless.