There has to be something here lost in translation. Chapter LXXI doesn’t make a whole lot of sense. Unless, we are mentally ill because is we don’t “non-know”? That’s messed up.
Not-knowing is true knowledge.
Presuming to know is a disease.
First realize that you are sick;
then you can move toward health.
The Master is her own physician.
She has healed herself of all knowing.
Thus she is truly whole.