How can you understand something?
If not by destroying it and make it fit into your little mind?
If not by naming it despite it does not have a name?
How can one understand anything without understanding many other things?
Everything we know are bricks set upon other bricks.
In our system of knowledge there is the little secret that holds it together…
Our belief in the existence of knowledge.
Only because we hate what we knew before we learnt the first thing
Everything.
(Nothing…)
Poetic Philosophy 