The person who does not know everything will always say nothing, go nowhere, reside in oblivion, have faith in nothing, decay in chaos and never will be happy; just distracted and entertained here and there for a faltering moment in a pitiful existence. Merely feeding oneself with more or less but never satisfied, always thirsting for more, for more power, wealth, excitement and knowledge, only to die uncertain where he will go, where she will be.
Forever lost seeking eternity, erring from one end of the globe to another. Checking out this or that, saying "hm" or "oh" and "ah" with a mouth gaping wide open dumbfounded jumping from one subject to another questioning this or that, looking for answers on empty grounds of words and numbers, mind and reason, logic analysis and observation.
But I tell you the one who stops at a flower, breathes her scent, and finds knowledge not in that what he or she smells but in the act of breathing itself, has gained all that can be known; to know everything.
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