Our mind is like a treasure trove of things good and bad. I don't know that I want to know everything but, at least, I know that I can reach in and find something unexpected. We think we know ourselves too well, but how can this be when we've repressed a lot of things? Great food for thought.
The follies of "knowing" things, that strips one of actually getting a chance to know. A limitation to the limitless, that repression and conditioning locks behind its many layers.
Our mind is like a treasure trove of things good and bad. I don't know that I want to know everything but, at least, I know that I can reach in and find something unexpected. We think we know ourselves too well, but how can this be when we've repressed a lot of things? Great food for thought.