The disconcerting phenomenon of learning something new, and feeling you somehow know less than you did before. Bonafide knowledge is always a subtraction of certainty. If this is confusing, it’s because you are used to equating not knowing, with ignorance. But to know that you do not know, is the truest form of knowledge there is. The one all other forms of knowing rely on.
Your deepest knowing must be sweet and soluble.
What sits on your tongue like a pebble is not a sugar cube. Knowledge you can grasp is a fistful of coins. Please don’t strike a bad bargain. Too many have traded their days for small change.
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March 2nd, 2023 at 2:24 am
pavithra i am so happy to be existing in the same planet as you. thank you for resuming your posts. its a gift and a treasure.
more power to your pen.