This word reminds me of...

"You do ill if you praise, but worse if you censure, what you do not understand." Leonardo Da Vinci

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ἓν οἶδα ὅτι οὐδὲν οἶδα

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--If you are upset and needing to vent your frustration, pour it out on paper and throw it away.

--I put it down on paper and then the ghost dosen't ache so much.

--I want you to consider the fact that nothing is ever wrong.

ἓν οἶδα ὅτι οὐδὲν οἶδα

-nanc-

--If you are upset and needing to vent your frustration, pour it out on paper and throw it away.

--I put it down on paper and then the ghost dosen't ache so much.

--I want you to consider the fact that nothing is ever wrong.

Seclusion among the ferns of what seems like a mystical forest by flourishing elms and and oaks. Looking up at twilight's dwellings up above, where the stars sit on their perches to await dawn... That lunar crescent forever hangs there, just another star that seems so much closer, half covered by what you sit upon right then. That is a true paradise. Just to let yourself escape to those divine heavens...

-nanc-

--If you are upset and needing to vent your frustration, pour it out on paper and throw it away.

--I put it down on paper and then the ghost dosen't ache so much.

--I want you to consider the fact that nothing is ever wrong.

Seclusion among the ferns of what seems like a mystical forest by flourishing elms and and oaks. Looking up at twilight's dwellings up above, where the stars sit on their perches to await dawn... That lunar crescent forever hangs there, just another star that seems so much closer, half covered by what you sit upon right then. That is a true paradise. Just to let yourself escape to those divine heavens...

-nanc-

--If you are upset and needing to vent your frustration, pour it out on paper and throw it away.

--I put it down on paper and then the ghost dosen't ache so much.

--I want you to consider the fact that nothing is ever wrong.

Seclusion among the ferns of what seems like a mystical forest by flourishing elms and and oaks. Looking up at twilight's dwellings up above, where the stars sit on their perches to await dawn... That lunar crescent forever hangs there, just another star that seems so much closer, half covered by what you sit upon right then. That is a true paradise. Just to let yourself escape to those divine heavens...

Gotta a find a woman be good to me,
Who won't hide my liquor, try to serve me tea.

-nanc-

--If you are upset and needing to vent your frustration, pour it out on paper and throw it away.

--I put it down on paper and then the ghost dosen't ache so much.

--I want you to consider the fact that nothing is ever wrong.

Gotta a find a woman be good to me,
Who won't hide my liquor, try to serve me tea.

-nanc-

--If you are upset and needing to vent your frustration, pour it out on paper and throw it away.

--I put it down on paper and then the ghost dosen't ache so much.

--I want you to consider the fact that nothing is ever wrong.

ἓν οἶδα ὅτι οὐδὲν οἶδα