A notebook bulletin board
tacked on when randomly bored
applied thoughts in a scribblebook
open for the world to look who passes by
so fast to see like a needle in a haystack we
safely stash those innermost secrets thought to be
at least you see languishing up and into pristine
blossoms for you to pick and sniff and hope
they don't make you sick.


Must Learn Everything*

*Here's how:

All that is and is not
insofar as it pertains to our ability
to know it, may be broken down into two categories:

That which is 
that which is

I need to immediately research and then catalog & categorize
All the Knowledge which I myself necessarily "need to know"
in order to live a happy, fulfilled life.  THEN, list the stuff that
no one knows -- that is, and file it under ( ? ) -- Whatever, right?

The other known stuff I can compile MEAN while avert my focus to the UNknown (knows) and begin tackling the creative problem of figuring out the answers for myself

First I'll make the task optimized for maximum potential yield and cite EVERYTHING as being my target goal to learn. 

Then (if possible in a meaningful way) try to break it down
into it's components (in a general manner).  

I'm willing to bet it all boils down to scar tissue.  Because all the people seem to have done before me is pick and choose those areas which best suited their immediate gratifications, and here we are--any the better for it?--HELL NO. 

This is a terrifying and unexpected accident.  

We're trying to steer it right.  

That just won't do. 

So we must let it all go. 

The ultimate sum of all knowledge is zero.
Knowing this is not possible. It is necessary
to un-know, instead. We must not know we are
no longer knowing what we used to know. Instead, we must 
know that we never knew enough. It is the sole reason 
we ever got anything done: not knowing enough.  
Total enlightenment equals oblivion.