Foolishness

Prologue:

We come from the soil, we are made from soil, and we go back to it eventually, as our bodies rot within it. The body, the soil, are part of the material world - the material world is only material and there's nothing more to it.

My body is a doll made of the soil. The soil is my flesh.

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People are foolish because they block bad memories, deny reality, force themselves to forget because they are afraid of the pain, they are afraid that it will devour them, it will kill them.

I was never one to be afraid of pain - I take it in, I accept it, I love it. Only by admitting reality the way it is and by finding beauty and salvation in pain, can we acquire epiphany and be free, and know.

Because knowledge means admitting of things as they are. Nothing more, nothing less. We do not need to search deeper and deeper, higher and higher, wider and wider, farther and farther to prove what we already know.

All the answers are in the questions themselves. And all the questions arise from within. Then would it not be true to say that all the answers are within ourselves? Search. (and you have already found).