Knowledge The Merciless

— Knowledge The Merciless

It is by knowledge that one dies. And when one dies, one enters into the realm of the dead — captured by the fiercest of captors; knowledge itself. For things once known, cannot be unknown. 

Knowledge forces war upon the soul; for with 

knowledge comes the war of choice. The friction of choice poses a question in every situation, “do you choose to act according to what you know or otherwise.” Now if one chooses to go along with knowledge, he proves himself to truly be knowledges’ slave. However, knowledge is a fierce warrior, so if one chooses the side of ignorance when he has known a matter, then knowledge goes to war against his conscience. This is why ignorance is bliss — it is the most pleasurable way to live. For knowledge does nothing but force one into endless battles. And it not only plunges one into battlefields, it itself becomes chains around a person — binding them to war. Every person of knowledge is a man of war! For with the friction of their ability, they’re able to alter minds and lives — either with a pen, a sword, or with words.

With knowledge, one cannot but face the fact that one knows. And when one knows a thing to be real, though he may not like it, he must bear with it. Because reality cannot be unknown — it’s a law that enslaves souls to King Knowledge, and makes them hostile to King Ignorance. 

So you see, through the law of reality, knowledge has innumerable armies at his command; and it is him who rules over the land of the dead. 

Ignorance on the other hand protects those who know him. Though when people know him, they know not that they know him. It is ignorance that allows people to be effortlessly bold. But if and only if they’ve not known why to fear. But once knowledge captures the peaceful soul which was at a time a recipient of King ignorance’s benevolence, knowledge turns them into military souls and forces them to battle. It is then that soul wars to be brave; because he now knows of reasons to fear. It is then that soul wars to love; because he now knows of reasons to hate. It is then that soul wars to be silent; because he now knows what conflict expression could bring. It is then that soul wars to be free; because he now knows what freedom is. It is then that the soul wars for his dreams; because he now knows reality.

The soul soon discovers that he was formerly under King ignorance; and there was utter joy and peace in his kingdom. He then seeks all his life to return to the kingdom of ignorance; where life was easy, freedom was cheap, and bliss was free. But how does one find again that which one does not know. Can one find a way to be ignorant? For it is a task for knowledge, and knowledge surely doesn’t know the way. But one is bound by knowledge, so one only lives to know. And if one knows knowledge, it is impossible for him to know ignorance; for knowledge does not permit him to return to the state he once was when he didn’t know anything. Knowledge destroys all the bridges of ignorance so that his kingdom is an island from which the ones who wander into it have no way of escape.

This is the callous nature of knowledge. He’s a king who sorely oppresses his subjects, forces them to wars, and never permits them to go free. To leave the land of knowledge, one would have to kill their souls — and even the knowledge of that does not permit one the freedom to do that. You cannot desire to kill your soul for the sake of attaining ignorance; for in killing, you know why you kill your soul — so even then, you still do not attain ignorance.

Those who wake up to this reality realize that it’s an unending battle for death, not against it; for one wars against the life which one has known — and the life which knowledge has given is a life of war. The nature of Knowledge is death to ignorance; but the same nature is the life of the one who has known of it’s reality. And because knowledge is a merciless slave master who has lured and captured the formerly ignorant, and because he hardly loses a slave, nor does he want to, knowledge does not want you to die. For to die to knowledge is to return to the land of true life and peace — restored again to of King Ignorance. 

So you wage the fiercest battle of all to attain freedom and life. You wage it against the fiercest of opponents — knowledge himself. Can a learned man return to being a baby? It’s a thought worthy of the most expensive of ridicules. Yet it is exactly this that one must do to truly be free. To find the way of ignorance, one must find out what King knowledge knows but does not know that he knows. One must use knowledge to end knowledge — that is the reset button. And when that button is hit, one would live forever a child, joyful and in peace. For life is ignorance and we’re all dead: because King Knowledge rules the world.