Wisdom is not discovery…. wisdom is recollection. We remember with clarity what we have always known. The fruit of the tree of knowledge in the old, old story is handed to us over & over again. The innocence lost is simply the final completion of knowing what it is to be human… to be completely aware in a body that must perish. The tree rooted in the earth reaching skyward places us exactly where we are in the space-time continuum. The self-same tree embodies the suffering we endure… the suffering that opens our eyes… that makes us remember who we really are. Therein lies a mystery… to eat of the fruit… to know who I am… to open the sacred scrolls… to become… to be…
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