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Who is to say- old age is wisdom? rather it's an unknown kingdom. The older I get the less I know for sure life is a mysterious continent to live is to struggle, to explore and to endure. Certitude, what certitude? wisdom, what wisdom? human intelligence is finite the mind that's fixed on certitude is serfdom. In the beginning nothing I knew and at the end--still nothing nay, old age is doubts and the beginning of learning.
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Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 8:34 PM UTC
THE OLDER I GET
Who is to say- old age is wisdom? rather it's an unknown kingdom. The older I get the less I know for sure life is a mysterious continent to live is to struggle, to explore and to endure. Certitude, what certitude? wisdom, what wisdom? human intelligence is finite the mind that's fixed on certitude is serfdom. In the beginning nothing I knew and at the end--still nothing nay, old age is doubts and the beginning of learning.
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Melbourne, Australia
Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 8:34 PM UTC
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