Paragon of wisdom

Why didn't Socrates write anything down? Maybe he didn't have any hands (until later episodes) but he disputedly said, "All I know is I know nothing," and since this doesn't predicate an impotence of conjecture, it has become my mantra. Mekka Lekka Hi Mekka Hiney Ho! Now if you believe the gossip (I love that story), he did say he "posesses no knowledge worth speaking of," and ignoring the dangling preposition, this was his canon. Of course the Socrates we know is the archetype of modesty who always questions his position (faith?) not from meek insecurity, but through rational skepticism about his sensory tools and emotional certainty.

If you made it this far through the forest of scary words, the denouement here is we all communicate through a series of inane context-specific shared experiences that never mean the same thing to any two people. Shhh! I'm listening to reason. We're using pop culture sign language as we nod knowingly to each other lost in our own matrix where the connection may or may not be intended. Should we white-water through this framework intuiting some designed import (blue pill), or dissect (wiki) every meaning consciously selecting the most significant path (red pill)? Calling Doctor Bombay, come right away! Medicate this mental melee. --- Did somebody say wish? --- Everybody knows we can choose how we feel.

That's a lie Pee Wee!