When a decided factor, comes before, that very tedious aspect which emerged.
What is it?
Is it a dichotomy?
That my question, is not so much riddles in so many various predispositions.
No, that is not I.
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I arrive at a place of trivial misfortune. Perhaps, more so misguided in my judgments than most thought.
That thoughts become words, then those very words, turn back into thoughts!
That this is a dichotomy of, such feedback of a much less fulfilled science.
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(It never ceases to amaze me.)
How so much as a thought, cannot bring into words, its meaning.
I much rather prefer knowing.
Not so much as in adventure, or then come to a thesis.
As in I wish, my wish to come true, but it will never happen. . .
such is a psychology of fools.
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I do not recite this is, in fact.
I make it to realize the effort it took, to place myself in the context, of a fiction less travelled.
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If you removed all self-doubt from the equation of setting yourself into a cage-less animal,
where would we be. . .
more importantly where would you (be.)
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Now if we were to take a thesis of future time, what conclusion,
would come out of that 'thesis'. Are we still speaking of it as knowledge,
or is it worse.
As in the worse part, than being, the truth in knowledge.
Such as the truth, in not knowing the truth if at all??
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And if one did not seek that effort in vain,
what does a man or a woman tell of knowing. . .
that he or she cannot tell the difference!
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So, does one in fact possess the greater knowledge,
the greater good
- the seeming traces of capital over every other currency printed.
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To that end, the greater good does apply,
however, my thesis is to prove my thesis is wrong.
Not as in why. But as in how to prove, that knowing is different then in
fortified rituals of agreement.
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You see this^,
that the deciding factor never truly happened. . .
nor did they emerge from victory in battles.
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The thesis never happened.
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The only lie ever told, was that of a dichotomy,
came before any deciding factor of reason or thesis may emerge.
Not that this came from a dichotomy of choice,
but that the choice came -
'not' of knowing.
That sense of reason in time, that no rational evidence can provide,
a worthwhile detail,
or cast its stone.
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In that sense of learning, comprehending nature,
attributing thoughts into language,
but not to repeat those thoughts - -
so that words are affable in their apparency.
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Not knowing, has always been a matter of knowing.
That nothing came before, not even a thesis on the wall.
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This character came to question,
that not knowing was more -
indeed more valuable than knowing a thesis from which to prove its thesis.
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I see, said Plato. . .
I will rip off that Socratic method,
make it into my own 'thesis'
to model my contempt at him.
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So instead of not knowing anything,
Plato programmed this into a thesis of his own,
ripping off Socrates ideas into a false form of realist sensuality,
so commonly knowing forever as social science of thesis 'all'.
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Poor - poor Plato. (Secretly, Socrates knew this is what Plato wanted.)
Wanting me, this old old sage, to consume a self-doubt all my own. . .
that clever Plato.
I will pretend this Hemlock is 'pretend';
fake poisoning!
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Until someone tried to stop Socrates. No one did.
So Socrates died.
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No one can prove of such a thesis, thought Plato, perhaps
- not even Plato himself knew how clever he was?
If that is even possible.
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Socrates claim unearthed the one true idea behind realism. . .
that gravity cannot undo not knowing.
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