The Tyranny of Knowing

“I know,” I said, in a bid to end the conversation. Deadlines were practically swooshing by me.?

“And that, my friend, is the problem,” she snapped back.?

“Knowing?”

“Knowing.”

An awkward pause ensued.?

“Now you’re just waiting for me to ask you what that means so you can dump some philosophy on me!” I was simultaneously intrigued and irritated.?

“Knowing is a fa?ade,” she began with a straight face. “Every time you think you know, you put yourself in a cage. You raise walls. Sure, you might get a kick out of it, but if you do not know that knowing is your enemy then do you really know anything at all?”

“Isn’t knowing what gets you across? Makes you sound and seem successful?”

“Some would think that. What they do not know is that most people can see through their pompousness or self-proclaimed greatness founded on the flawed assumption that they know. Knowing is limiting!”

“And blinds them to it - to the truth that lies outside the confines of what they know.” I mused. “But tell me - can we, then, ever fathom anything? Can we truly wrap our hands around anything in its entirety? I mean, do we ever really know?”

“What do you think?”

“I don’t know....”

“Good answer,” she smiled. “And now I’ve set you free - you can thank me later. Buy me lunch?”