Archived insight
Began this piece to teach,
share what I kind of know,
with more certainty than anything could ever show.
A presence so sudden in my mind,
Like an alarm clock would work in a world without time
Because I didn't just learn it,
this knowledge was already mine.
But as I read what I wrote
I was hearing it all for the very first time.
Intrigued with curiosity of the sudden burst of clarity
Of subjects I wasn't planning on learning
And not to this level or depth I was reaching.
and Now saying stuff I have never in my life been more sure of
At first thought ,
I meant to share what I know,,
show others where to go,
where to look when they are playing lost and found with their lives out of books.
Information they are said to contain,
desires to be attained,
but I'm starting to see libraries more as enabling short cuts to synthetic intelligence
of irrelevant distraction called education by the ones designing the limitations
stunting our growth
lowering spiritual potential.
Claiming this documented distraction of knowledge,
stands as strong as borrowed genetics when searching for relatives with your adopted last name.
It fills boxes we mistakenly believe are empty because their content is not readily available like other info in our mind.
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