We Think We Know Ourselves, But We Don’t
The final and ultimate mystery is oneself. I think that is a book the end of which we’ll never reach.
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The final and ultimate mystery is oneself. I think that is a book the end of which we’ll never reach.
The greatest mystery that exists for humanity is ourselves. We don’t know who we are beyond our physical selves and surface-level personalities. We don’t know our own minds, let alone the minds of others, yet we pursue our…
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