Epistemapology

or high theory anxiety

An anxiousness about knowing.
Knowing what you know and what you don’t know.
Everything you state you know reveals what you don’t.

But there are those who seem so sure.
Self-assured about all that they know.
I just know that what I know can always be called into doubt.

And knowing is always thought of as a particular way of knowing.
I am knowing through words.
I am knowing through instinct.
I am knowing through making.
I am knowing through talking.
I am knowing through listening.

I am knowing through being
someone who does not know
all the things that others know
and this place of not knowing is a place.
A place where things are not automatically known.

This is not a defence of ignorance.
I am all for more knowing.
Getting to know more knowing.
But this just leads to knowing
that there is more to be known.
And not all of it ever will be.

Knowing this is humbling.
And this why I can’t fathom
the way that knowing
takes the tone of prideful dominion.
Because if knowledge is currency,
I prefer a humble barter
to a corporate take over.