Knowledge vs. Knowing

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Knowledge is limited by its very nature.

It’s a dynamic ball of information,  energized, defined, and labeled through human agreements that declare it “factual.”

But there are no true facts in knowledge.

Why? Because the name is never the thing.

For knowledge to exist, there first must be “one that is known.” We say, “I Am.” That’s the known, expressing itself.

Anything that comes after “I Am” points only to knowledge you’ve agreed to, your perceptions, your labels, your stories. Even the way you see yourself in the mirror.

“I Am a doctor.”

“I Am a bum.”

What’s the difference?

Only the labels shaped by agreements, traumas, attachments, beliefs, and memories.

But standing side by side as “I Am”, we see no division.

We’ve taken knowing, which is immediate, alive, action, and reduced it into knowledge: a reservoir of thought, recycled and modified.

Knowledge will always be of the past.

Always.

It is thought, endlessly rearranging itself.

So take a moment and ask yourself:

Are you here?

Yes?

How do you know?

By saying, “I know”?

Or by simply being, without needing the story of knowledge at all?