what is »knowing someone« like? i picture it a bit like carefully trying to feel for your way through a pitch-black room whose dimensions you can only very vaguely grasp by the echoing of your own footsteps and every now and then you walk into an object that feels somewhat familiar under your hands and based on your knowledge and wealth of experience you assume, »well, that could be a table…« (great example). but how could you possibly indeed know?
Love one another but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. ……. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping.
“It is very interesting how the human mind works. We have the need to justify everything, to explain and understand everything, in order to feel safe. We have millions of questions that need answers because there are so many things that the reasoning mind cannot explain. It is not important if the answer is correct; just the answer itself makes us feel safe. This is why we make assumptions.”—