I will not pretend to know or be an expert on why it is so important that we be oblivious to how things really are, but it is important.
Notice how incredible children are and how Jesus taught we should be like them to be happy, or how you cannot put precious wine in old used containers and God has always used people as his servants who are less aware of the things of the world.
I notice great truths in lyrics and poetry I wrote when I honestly didn't think I meant anything at the time, and others told me that it was just a bunch of cryptic nonsense, but they fit perfectly to explain how I feel as often I am comforted by such nonsense like the one about how a library is like a bright room of candles.
Huh? "Mom, what is a library?" Yeah, I'm old. That reminds me of two awesome stories I had written, one about enlightened grains of sand on distant shores, and another one about an old lady who finally gave up and at that point only she succeeded.
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