The more I learn the more I realize how little I know. The more we learn as a species the more we realize how little we know.
We have been told that there are only two guarantees in life: death and taxes. Of course that saying was developed after the concept of taxes and has never been heard by certain tribes of the world who have never been contacted by "civilization". Lucky them.
Are we all guaranteed death? What is death? What if your soul lives forever? What if you are in a constant cycle of rebirth?
Are death and taxes truly guarantees in your life?
What do we actually know? We can argue for or against God/god(s) but will we ever know for sure? You can be certain, but not truly know. What do you claim to know?
I don't know what love is, but I know how I feel around someone I love.
I don't know what funny is, but I know how much I love to laugh.
I don't know what beauty is, but I know when I have experienced it.
I don't know much about anything in this world, but I know what my heart tells me.
My mind questions daily. Always looking for answers. Every answer leads to more questions.
My heart questions nothing. It accepts everything it receives. Every gift is its own answer.
When we speak from the heart, we don't speak from the heart. We edit and orchestrate meaning from what he have felt. Our mind still questioning, protecting, and hedging. To truly speak from the heart you must act on impulse, without thought and with total lack of abandon.
This language of the heart has slowly been drained from our culture.
And then we ask where our passion went.
And then we ask what happened to romance.
And then we ask why we struggle so much to love.
Stupid mind.
The heart has only asked one question in its life: hey mind, when is it my turn again?
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you are taking quite a few philosophy courses aren't you?
I've only taken one philosophy course in my life and it was "Philosophy of Psychology" and probably the worst class I have ever taken. It was horrible.
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