To
Understand
If you know you do
not know what you are seeking, you will not ever tell yourself you
are not following the correct path. And, nobody else can tell you
that. Simply go where you have not yet been. You see, it is the
damned if I do, damned if I don't bind that has mankind tied in
dreadful knots. We don't have to be like that anymore.
Men are so very nice
to know who know they do not know.
Men destroy so much
when they think they know what they want,
they don't.
Take gold or oil,
for instance, or love, what a mess those caused;
but when a man
knows, I do not even know what I am seeking anymore
such a true friend
you never have ever had before.
It is that simple
to become what all living things adore.
If
you feel this poem silly. Consider the facts: how can one who is all
he is- nothing less or more- know what he's supposed to be wishing
for?
The very idea is like wishing not to be your self anymore.
Even those who wish for cancer's cure have no idea what's going to be behind that door.
What really is
funny is how many of us are striving to get somewhere else who do
not know a damn thing yet about where we are. (not to mention who or
what)
I am currently
living in a house with someone who speaks only Spanish while I speak
only English. We two together. Nobody else. I gotta tell ya it is has
been fun! As soon as one of us learns the other's language the
trouble will begin. As it is we have a perfect understanding...we
know we cannot understand each other. I am beginning to believe ol'
Tarzan got it right. “Me Tarzan. You Jane.”
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