Oh how the Intellect loved Knowledge...seeking it, coveting it, collecting it...until it had amassed a reasonable pile of it. And it would sit on top of that pile, quietly rather pleased with itself and its cleverness for learning...and always wanting more. Then one day something happened...it was shown a glimpse of what Knowledge was. And it was flabbergasted, for it wasnt what it had always thought at all! It looked at the big pile of things it had accumulated and saw that they werent really Knowledge, but Information. Intellect sat there, rather crestfallen and feeling a bit silly that its cleverness wasnt actually up to much. It realised it knew NOTHING...and that meant it was right at the beginning of things. It huffed and puffed and had a bit of a sulk. But then it suddenly dawned...what freedom there was in knowing nothing! And as it felt this freedom, it did a little dance...and skipped happily over the horizon, like the Fool it always was.
Posted on: Mon, 04 Aug 2014 18:59:19 +0000
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