Understanding is a funny concept to me.
Like, what is there to understand? Probably everything, anything, all of the above and below as well as the in between. But why? To make sense of that which you attempt to understand? Why doesn't it already make sense, since no sense is nonsense, literally? My lack of understanding is now my understanding of lack, lacking understanding being understood. No matter what I want to understand, I must first understand why I don't understand it. If I can't understand that, then I don't think there's much else to understand after that.