Knowing

I think knowing makes trouble. 

If all you do is know, if all you do is look for names and definitions and explanations and hypotheses and theories and facts and laws of living breathing seeing touching hearing tasting smelling sensing people and things, not to mention gridlocked elements that constitute those people and things, also being that which supports and forges forth their bodily lives, in knowing them only, there is so little that lasts. 

How long our ancestors have known what they’ve known.

Not really seeing anything on the horizon, they knew where to find the edge of the earth. They knew the sun shattered into the stars at night. They knew so many names and definitions and explanations and hypotheses and theories and facts and laws! But many things did not last.


Nothing is so simple to be known in a name. 


There are too many perspectives, too many equations that can describe how one thing works in one place viewed from a valley or a mountain pass or a channel or a star stream, to think that only one of them is absolute, total, G-d.

Why know so much about anything? 

The bigger we grow the smaller the galaxy becomes. The bigger we grow the more expansive the realization of unknowledge hits, without names or definitions. Engrossed in   

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