Beyond the Mountain of Known Things
A quest for wholeness
I used to know a lot.
I was pretty good at knowing things. And so I went in search of more things to know, hoping to satiate an unnamed quest to become the best knower there was. I will not say that I reached that goal. But I did know a lot.
One day, I met someone who did not know much. They did not conduct reconnaissance, as I did, in search of more things to know. They were not on a quest to become the best knower there was. But they saw things.
I was jealous. I could not see the things they saw. I leaned on them to tell me of all the things they saw. Beautiful things. Things that fostered hope. Things just beyond the reach of all of the many things I knew. Things that seemed impossible, but desirable nonetheless. I wanted to see things too.
I discovered that my vision was clouded by everything that I knew. This caused a great despair. I sat in lament over all of the things I could not see. Nothing I knew helped to fill this growing hole in the depths of my soul. I was no longer interested in knowing. My new mission was to see.
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