Of what are you ignorant?
Of what are you ignorant? I do not know is the only answer: I am ignorant of that of which I am ignorant, but I am not ignorant that I am ignorant. I do not know the ways of quarks and gluons, of mystery and moment, of love and life. Real, unknown: unknowable? The unknown is what calls us forth, makes us possible, offers to us the invitation to invite others.
There is work to be done, and invitations to give. I want to stay here with you, and I want to get moving. Now, Hear, Stay, Play.
:- Doug.
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