i am a painter who began my career as a child coloring outside the lines of my coloring books. i am a writer who started out by composing adventure stories while riding my stick horse around the backyard. as a child, i got in trouble for asking too many questions...i question that.
"the emperor's new clothes" by hans christian andersen
this fairy tale has been a companion to me as i have traveled through my life.
briefly, it is about an emperor who was deceived by two tailors who said they were making a set of clothing out of a "dream" fabric. in reality, they used no fabric at all. to make their scam complete, they announced that only those who were wise enough would be able to see the beautiful clothing. and so, no one, not even the emperor, admitted to being unable to see it.
wearing his new "clothing", the emperor paraded through his kingdom. no one questioned his appearance; no one wished to appear less than wise.
until a small child asked, "why is the emperor not wearing any clothes?"
so it is that i ask, if i question rather than believe i am wise, what will i see?
6 comments:
To know something about a thing, doesn't mean you know everything about these thing.
We never get to know everything of something, do we?
i doubt that we can know everything about anything. there are particles on a quantum level doing who know what.
can i know who i am not?
You can know what you like and dislike, would that be useful to know the answer?
is what i dislike about myself the same as who i am not?
It could be tha way to build a brige and can go through it for the answer. Like a puzzle...
i like seeing a bridge that way.
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