Self
awakened.
Self
enlightened.
Self
revealed.
Self
discovered.
Self
impressed.
Wisdom.
Cradled
in divine grace,
Existence
understood,
nurtured
by the signals
of His wisdom,
as currently
constituted.
Creation's
scale—
information
beyond
understanding.
Even the
Artificial,
born of
Divine
Intelligence.
Humane
mind,
scratching
in the dust,
still
looking up
cluelessly.
Beliefs,
Ideas,
Philosophies,
Religion,
Politics,
Economics—
all built on
creaking
foundations.
Lost
in the endless.
Much to be
known.
99.99...%
unknown still.
Much
to learn.
Perspective,
limited
by design.
Introspection,
lacking.
Self-reflection,
restrained.
Wrapped
in mystery—
Our instincts,
Passions,
Feelings,
Logic,
Science—
Babes
in the boundless
lands
of understanding.
Grand
understanding,
with horizons
forever
just out of
reach.
Yet the quest
to unfold
more and more
mysteries—
this is
the human
purpose.
The divine will.
MyKoul
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