Understanding

John Prophet

Understanding.
Knowledge.
The scale.
Knowledge
scale.
Zero to
infinite.
Knowledge.
Humanities
boat
barely
leaving
the dock.
In relative
terms,
scarcely
farther
along than
a salamander.
Yet humanity
ponders,
asking
“clever questions”.
Questions
on everything.
But, working
in a
narrow band,
lacking
the firepower
to ask
the big
questions.
The important
questions.
Narrow
band of
possibilities.
Self impressed
nonetheless.
Rocking
cradle,
mere
babes
in the
void.
Narrow
band of
capabilities.
Groping
in the
darkness.
Not the
slightest   
idea
which way
to turn.
Like a
bug in
a debris
field.

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 22nd, 2021 09:29
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Comments4

  • Jerry Reynolds

    Ethereal write, John.

  • FredPeyer

    As John Archibald Wheeler said: We live on an island surrounded by a sea of ignorance. As our island of knowledge grows, so does the shore of our ignorance.

    • John Prophet

      Yup, the more we know the more we realize the more we don’t know.
      That’s why the youngens are know it alls 😉

    • Goldfinch60

      So very true John. It relates to something I say regularly - I have been listening to music of all types throughout my life and I know that the more I get to know about music the more ignorant I realise I am bout it.

      Andy

      • John Prophet

        So true Andy and in life in general....

      • L. B. Mek

        Enlightened minds
        answering all of life's questions
        from one source
        a few pages flicked
        and then parables repurposed
        hastened to ill-fit
        as latest answers
        to dwindling belief, while
        smirking their all-knowing
        because their knowledge
        is tested on the other side
        of existence, how convenient,
        so in bleak time's
        when world is in despair
        instead of comfort and solace
        they make those same
        mistakes
        of demonic fear mongering
        fantastical tale's
        trying to scare new members
        into their dwindling fold,
        elitist mindset's displayed proud
        scared to question
        scared to trust in truth - alone
        scared to love anyone
        that doesn't share
        their blinkered views to faith
        scared, scared , scared
        but it's all ok
        cause their book
        has every answer, its
        just them that choose
        to translate hate and war
        from all those words of love
        and peace...
        nice and witty write dear poet, how judgementally - inspirational, your words read! me, I play things more direct.. lol

        • John Prophet

          Hi LBM,
          We all of our unique styles. Thank you kindly for reading my work
          JP



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