Does The Genius Who Discovers Everything Shrink Away At The Moment Of Recognition? How Do We Know? Poem by Nathan Coppedge

Does The Genius Who Discovers Everything Shrink Away At The Moment Of Recognition? How Do We Know?



First, question vocabulary.

Second, the answer will probably be unsatisfying, which means by a tricky rule you will probably not understand it.

Ask if you are in the position to receive that knowledge.

Is it a matter of faith or a matter of belief? Belief might be better.

Now, with that background, do the appropriate work and preparation to receive the knowledge.

By another tricky rule, the knowledge will have existed a long time ago, or you will become disinterested in the knowledge, or it will be some type of social outcast who gave you the knowledge, or it may simply be that the knowledge is not yet complete.

Take various samples, ask yourself if they are advanced.

If you are confident, conclude you must be wrong, time to be more creative.

If you lack confidence, trust your intuition, but also recognize usually you could be wrong.

Don't over-commit if you find a genius, just consider their work as a useful part of the big picture.

Now, if you're an expert at having fun you probably have a good perspective.

Except in the future, which may have already arrived.

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Written around the time of the Occult Calendar, and thoughts about the idea that the Coronavirus could be an act of genocide.
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