Cluttered and inefficient, winding around in endless circles.
This was basically an inevitable problem faced by all psychic works.
Whether it was Old You's divination, Celestial Master Gao's spirit dance, Mister Bai's dream crafting, or the various bizarre methods used by other psychics, at their root, they were all approximate simulations created by Ability Users who had broken through the limits of innate perception, aimed at unfamiliar subjects beyond the scope of language and thought. They were the result of compromising and reducing "advanced information" to a lower dimension in order to make it comprehensible.
A great deal of meaningless noise was inevitably mixed into them:
Some came from errors in partial understanding;
Some came from losses incurred through forced translation;
And some came from the redundancy created by the very process of endlessly describing, analogizing, and symbolizing things in pursuit of accuracy.
Useful and useless, meaningful and meaningless... all those elements piled together to form a vast maze that might lead to the truth.
Yet many people, in trying to grasp the truth through that maze, exhausted all their efforts on the maze itself.
That included the psychics themselves.
Within this circle, Ronan counted as one of the luckier ones.
Even though people saw him as an oddball most of the time, finding his words and actions "hard to understand," reality always proved him right. Especially since he had not been in the circle for long and had taken only a few steps along the "riverbank," he had at least avoided the joke of mistaking the maze for the truth.
However, as the number of transcendent things he tried to peer into continued to grow, the risk of that happening would only keep increasing.
After all, this line of work hardly had any such thing as "accumulating experience." Successes,