Mystery fills me with a youthful giddiness, imagination and comfort. Knowledge makes me feel small, stupid and insignificant. The more I know the less I understand. The more I wonder the slower time passes. Wonder makes that which I don't know seem insignificant. Mystery in enduring, knowledge is challenged. Mystery is linked to faith, knowledge to reason. Mystery is not taught or learned, knowledge has a place in the economy.
My heart hurts, as does my mind. Neither knowledge nor mystery can cure either pain.
My heart hurts, as does my mind. Neither knowledge nor mystery can cure either pain.
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