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I Do Not Know

Mar15

Ample Room For Ignorance

Believing and knowing are two different things.
I believe that I have two hands yet know it too.
I can prove this fact easily, but if someone
Argued still to the contrary perhaps for fun
A swift slap to the cheek would give that one a clue.
Certainty undeniable true knowing brings.

Argument can be powerful against belief
So the one who believes has a threshold to cross
Into absolute knowing to act as a shield
From the negative fallout in the battlefield.
If I say I Do Not Know, will I incur loss?
This decision alone can cause general grief.

But the truth is of essence, or else what’s the use?
I’m sincere enough to admit that I don’t know
All that much about anything but just enough
To get just enough going, and quite off-the-cuff.
Through the things that I don’t know I’m able to grow.
A confusing odor do assumptions effuse.

The immensity of what I don’t know I know
That I don’t know that I don’t know. It’s understood.
All the longing, seeking, and possibility
Of knowing becomes a living reality.
In the long run it doesn’t do me any good
To pretend that I know things. That habit must go.

What Did I Forget?

Jan1

The Essentials of Mental Functioning

By nature not forgetful, as one would prefer,
A clear minded existence – one rich and fulfilled
Is the daily experience. So on this day
I remember the thinking that gets in the way
Of my best understanding. Alive and self-willed,
I’ve control over everything that must occur.

I was told who I am and was given a name
To be used as a handle. I am a game piece
On the boardwalk of being, but is this all true?
I identify not with the essence I knew
As an infant arriving, but now I release
All the past acts committed that have caused me shame.

Letting go of the old thoughts makes room for the new.
Selves maintain the conspiracy that they create.
Self-imposed purgatory, psychotic and vile,
I can get rid of also. My spirit, meanwhile,
Never loses its memory yet still feels great.
There is limited time to do what I must do.

…And that is to remember what self has forgot.
Way deep down inside I’m the fabric and structure
Of existence itself. We are all undefined,
But the name that we give ourselves is humankind.
What indeed but self-knowledge can make life more pure?
All I need is the truth in whatever is sought.