I know
How many times in my life have I said the words, I know.
Too many times.
I have been thinking a lot about superiority and righteousness as the generator codes of so many ills in the world. White supremacy, racism, intellectual supremacy, emotional supremacy – the list is far longer than these few.
The words “I know” could be a Little Atrocity. The first seemingly innocent act that begets all other acts of superiority.
We need to be mindful of simple words that seed worlds gone wrong. We need to recognise our part in the creation of hate and division.
When we speak these words, at the least, speak from these places; I know in this moment. I know that in the next moment, my knowing will be proved wrong. I know that the more I feel I know, the more there is to know. Just because I think I know or even feel I know, I also know that my knowing is never complete.
Humility and the accepted willingness that our knowing is wrong must partner with knowing. Otherwise, we become fundamentalists.
It is a fine line, yet when we cross the line, we enter into the fertile field for evil to manifest. And we do this innocently. This is a Little Atrocity.
Photo Taken November 30th 2024, Article written December 2nd 2024
