Breaking Mnemosyne’s spell

We begin to see when we become aware of a luminous glow around the edge of things. Until that happens, we’re mostly disenchanted and half-awake, looking again at what we’ve looked at before.

Fresh and new, naked and now

Knowledge is the head. An accumulation of past.

Knowing is the heart. An experience of now.

Knowing has no antecedents and no thought process.

Socrates: “All I know is that I know nothing.”