Some questionsA Poem by julius9609Just some thoughts
If you believe you are wise you are in all truths the opposite, wisdom cannot be known if there is always something to be learned. But then that raises the question, Is wisdom a title earned? Is it something bestowed upon us (you) according to a vast limited basic knowledge of what makes the entirety of everything? How can we (you) be considered wise if you know a minuscule amount of what's to be learned than what makes you tick? How can we (you) not understand oneself but still considered oneself wise. What truly is wisdom? One may ask, themselves. Is it the pursuit of happiness, the knowledge of religion, asking the question of why we are here, to be a learned man or woman, to understand the cosmos, to understand emotions, to understand the way our brains fire signals, to understand free will, to be a philosopher, to be a leader, to be a follower, to be the creator, to be the ender. But this is what we do know. Our only hope to understand wisdom is to follow the trail of crumbs but never reach our destination.
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Added on February 26, 2016 Last Updated on February 26, 2016 |