Entry 72315- Unknowing as an Art

  
Imagine for a moment 

that your language is as foreign

as the many you don’t understand.

Your thoughts are jibberish nonsense.

You have no tongue.

Imagine, for a moment, 

there’s no home in your words.

Your ideas are now timeless.

Cells renew raceless, 

Self as you know it exists borderless.

Consider this your greatest freedom:

to turn your back on what you call knowledge

as a matter of education.

Recognize unknowing as an art of unfurling.

Imagining your limits dissolved, 

you are one with all understanding. 

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