My circumstances press upon me, but they do not suffocate me. I, in turn, press upon my circumstances and sometimes succeed in modifying and changing them into a pattern more to my liking. But often I fail. Or I succeed in introducing the intended alterations, and the result is not as satisfying as I had anticipated. The illumination that permeates ex-sistence is not unadulterated.
Darkness modulates the light, and nescience accompanies our science on every level of knowing.
And yet we can know , at least to extent that we can know that we do not know. Error is discoverable, and it is no small achievement that we can learn from our mistakes. Our involvement is a dialogic involvement. Together we constitute meaning, an open and tentative meaning. It is open to the discovery and recognition of error, and to the preservation and development within limits of patterns of interaction which have proved, and continue to prove, satisfactory.