Socrates and Plato concluded: “All I know is that I know nothing.”
How one is individuated out of their roots and into this is anyone’s guess. I don’t know anymore. I have no clue. I’m clueless. All I know is empathy and love. I don’t know anything else. They say to love even your enemy. Have empathy and love even for a stuck-up royal. I don’t know anything else. I give up trying to figure it out and I give up trying to know at this point.