Realizing you were wrong about one small thing,
pondering on the error of that one perception,
you realize you are spending your life standing on a small rock,
while there is a huge land to be explored.

 Taking any assumption you make about the world,
 pushing it aside, and exploring the complex reality beneath it.

 Feeling how one limitation was lifted, you poke at others,
 they do not feel like stone, but like dough.
 They become flexible when your mind is soft and flexible.

 Instead of being cut off at a certain intensity, hate is allowed to play its course and dissolve,
revealing the peace underneath it.