Knowing in stowing;
unknowing is flowing.
Building a house requires intricate knowing;
living in it will tap a rich, dangerous stream not charted in
To study someone's horoscope numerically builds up a house of
to cry with someone is to surrender to an indescribable flowing.
Financial expertise is a product of keen attention and experience;
heartfully allocating resources can be done by a three-year-old
giving his dog a biscuit.
To gather straight A's in college is an obedient harvesting of
later upheavings may lead to sleepless, fathomless nights that
drain away diplomas but open one's heart to a fresh humility.
Knowing is a keen memory of all the chess openings, over a neatly
squared chess board, with well-behaved pieces;
unknowing brings one to a bewilderment in midgame from which a
victory may spring.
Knowing within a religion can spawn rickety beliefs, defensive
fears, or exclusive duality;
to avoid naming the nameless, or believing in the heard, or excluding
the "other" can admit a universe into the mind, and
release the mind into a universe.
Experience leads to knowing; knowing leads to more intense experience;
then perhaps to a shambles; from which may emanate a steadying
awe of the flowing.
The known manifests as forward motion;
the unknown as a gentle, inscrutable smile.
The knower has developed a system for success, having created
a perfect tinker toy windmill;
his fragile fabrication already tosses precariously on an unseen
Many know their appetites, preferring a certain spice or sugar;
the mysterious source of all flavors is unknown to them but controls
Professors in universities want to increase and perpetuate the
the Perpetual winks.
Knowing is to have a well-kept lawn;
flowing is to have nothing but everything, to leave it right where
it is, and perhaps to care for the lawn too.
A brilliant nation converts a billion dollars worth of knowing
into a Stealth Bomber;
to sit at one's dinner table is to fly imperceptibly fast on a
planet, free of charge, without need of a target.
Knowers worry about dying, which might destroy their tinker toy
the imponderable is immense and welcomes windmills of all designs.
A violinist knows his part; a conductor knows his score; a composer
knows how to notate his emotions;
in concert all of them yield their knowings to the fountain source
of music, with exquisite results.
The known is of great price;
the unknown is priceless.
Assertions have been made herein as if known;
a puff of wind from no direction will soon scatter them without