Recently someone tweeted about the old γνῶθι σεαυτόν thing. I feel provoked once again to put out this sonnet:

DON'T EVERYTH YOURSELF, EVERYTHING IS WRONG

Don't know yourself. The crux: self-knowledge disappoints.
Knowing yourself disjoints your existential flux.
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Self-knowledge says the bucks stop here. Mirage aroints
itself. No threne anoints your throes. Self-knowledge sucks.
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