You don’t understand something until you understand it.
You don’t understand someone until you understand them.
You don’t understand anything until you understand everything.
– No, that last one was an exaggeration.
But it’s almost true.
I wrote it to see if maybe
Maybe it could be true
To see if I could understand
But I don’t
At least not yet
Maybe I will, one day
And then perhaps
I’m glad I wrote it down
(Down, manner of speaking
I’m typing this out sideways
On my phone
In the middle of the night
While my wife is sleeping
Loudly behind me
I mean, she’s just breathing
But everything is louder in the night
Isn’t it?)
You understand suddenly
Something
Or someone - whatever that means
Maybe it’s just something
About someone
That you understand
Anyway
You suddenly understand
And then what?
What do you do?
What do you do with it?
What do you do with your understanding?
Do you keep breathing life into it?
Or do you file it away
Under Things I Have Understood?
About the World
Up
Down
Left
Right
Wrong
Good
Bad
Life
Death
Love
Etc.
About People
Myself
Mother
Father
Brother
Sister
“Significant Others”
Husband
Wife
Daughter
Son
Friend
Cat
Dog
About this and that
There’s always more to understand
More to be understood
More for the endless archives
More to build on
More understandings
Closed cases
That’s it!
And that was that.
Next!
You can’t keep breathing life into all of it
Can you?
I mean, that old dog died years ago
Should you not let it rest in peace?
With everything else?
What does it even mean
To breathe life into it?
To keep the thought, the memory
Alive?
Yes, we get it
BUT those are just words
Old used words
What does it mean?
How do you do it?
And why should you?
You know
You understand
And if you don’t
You will
When you do
That’s just the way it works
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20/01/2025