Play Part #2 — In which knowing and unknowing hold hands, playfulness returns, and we learn to see upside down
3 min readDec 30, 2022
At times, I feel as though I believe in nothing. I can’t find solid conceptual ground to stand on, to feel secure in. Intellectual stability or safety proves illusive. Each time I think I know, paradox is just around the corner ready to shout ‘boo’ or ‘gotchya’, before retreating back into the shadows…
