A Frenzy

 The intellect, the mind, will tell you that contemplation is a waste of time.  Why?  Because the mind needs something to gnaw on, some solid content, even if it is a resentment about something in the past.  Or it can be some self-reflection of your good and less good points, or those fo others.  So much food for the mind.  But in contemplation there is nothing to feed on.  The intellect is put into a fast by your neglect to pay it any attention.  You just sit, in darkness, as far as the mind is concerned.  Boring, it shouts out to you.  Pay it no heed.  Eventually, the mind gives up and maybe just pouts.  But you are deeper now than an awareness of its mood.  You wait. Unknowing.  Enlightenment may come.  You are awakened. But not to anything that the mind can feed on.  So few people travel this road.  In recovery it would be called the depth of the 11th Step.  And such people will live it out in their 12th Step.  If your thoughts, emotions, and imagination rule your day, 24/7, you will never become transformed.