The pain of knowing: part three

To know is to hurt.
Because knowledge is pain
It hurts where the world broke your skin,
where the light came flooding in,
where an old beast used to sleep.

To know is to bear the weight;
to always carry a wide, soft, jupiterian-gravity-like heaviness 
on your shoulders ever-ready to brace.

To know is to hope and wait until opportunity emerges, or the time comes
to transfer it to another;
Not for any kind of real release—because that’s not possible once you know things—
but, for the simple reason of not being alone under a mountain’s weight.

2016, Jupiter down under. Juno, NASA.

The pain of knowing: part one

The pain of knowing: part two

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