Knowledge is the personal construction,
It is such that so-and-so worked on us,
As an universe the possibilities are of fire,
The opposite of fire is inside the void.
Knowledge has collapsed the whole world
Yet it has truly benefited my faith.
The environment plays with books,
And epistemology worries for them.
This theory of knowledge causes us to think.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem