POEM: Needling a Haystack

The stockpiles of human knowledge grow exponentially
And wisdom, like needling a haystack
Says, “What the hay?!”
Finding better is where it’s at
Not how fast you can shovel it
Nor how big your pitchfork is
Rather what thread follows
And sew what

This short poem is a tribute to with a purpose.  Unfettered skepticism produces cynicism.  recognizes that some are better than others.  In fact, what you ask determines what answers you get.  This poem cuts through the exponential amassing of knowledge by honing our attention to that which mends our together into a meaningful whole.  Without full to guide our inquiries, greater access to knowledge simply leads to greater confusion.  The attraction and distraction of a tsunami of available answers to questions, i.e., knowledge, can actually hamper wisdom.  Now, this isn’t some anti-intellectual argument.  This simply recognizes that lacking is much less fruitful, even dangerous.  The quests for scientific knowledge and are consonant.  Both seek to integrate knowledge into an ever greater whole.  Knowledge that serves the whole, as opposed to just some part of reality, is a better quality of knowledge.  Knowledge isn’t just about bits and pieces, mere facts; true knowledge is about a deeper understanding of the relationship of these parts to each other, and most importantly, the whole.  has a deep for the whole, and an even deeper reverence for the fact that the ever greater whole can only be tentatively and incompletely described.  Thus, is characterized by both and curiosity.  opposes militant ideologies and apathy.  In fact, militant ideologies are simply ideologies that have lost and and stopped seeking out the ever-elusive, ever-greater whole, which is at least partially represented by those outside a militant ideology.  This fact escapes many trapped in militant ideologies because they mistake totality for unity.  is an inoculation against militancy, fascism, and fundamentalism.  This is because the and of breeds a generous attitude in seeking a harmonious relationship with the whole.  The openness of is not merely a corollary of the tentativeness of empirical skepticism and scientific reductionism; it is is rooted in the positive appreciation for the value of the “other” which comprise the yet-undiscovered aspects of and ineluctable mystery.  This may be your enemy.  This may be God.  It may be both.  A transcending mere openness is made possible by a or in the whole being more valuable than the parts, even the sum of the parts.  This is as essential to healthy scientific investigation as it is to loving human relationships.  This simply assumes, or prefers, that serves the whole rather than some special interest.  This simply assumes, or prefers, human that don’t reduce humans to things to be manipulated, but beings to be appreciated.  The generosity of is the mother to its only true child: kindness.  In humility, stripped of and egocentricity, and equipped with an overpowering and a appreciation of the “other,” only remains.  And all good will follow.

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