Everything around me is stillness and peace
Everything inside me is aimless-wandering
I could stay here for a thousand years
Drink deeply from the cool contentment spring
But I’m TRYING to get UP, god dammit.
I don’t know everything. I can’t even come close to knowing everything. The best I could hope for would be to asymptotically approach knowing everything, as plotted against time on this earth. And given that my knowledge curve is so far not only not flattening, but actually steepening over time, I can pretty safely say that I’ve not yet begun to scratch the slick-smooth surface of Everything.
That said, I can also be confident that I know more than *you*, as long as the domain is restricted to “Things I Have Bothered to Pay Attention To So Far”.