If we can agree that counting our current year makes reference to a much longer human presence and being than two-thousand and twenty-two cycles
If we can agree that we retain all we have been — be it by reading about it, by being it, or both
why hunger for a truth?
If we can agree to have been complacent, as well as anxiously inquisitive for many thousands of years, unavoidingly evolving, and intentionally modernizing, within mind, and about it
why not relinquish more to being, and less to finding truth?
why the desire for truth to be revealed?
why the subsequent belief that what we see as life so far is untrue?
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Breathing Curiosity
Sila Blume 