Nothing. No thing. No person. No one. None.
A friend wrote: "It is beauty that separates wisdom from knowledge."
I replied: "The distillation process - like transcendent steam rising from the crown of our thinking heads - is wisdom lifting off the lake of our entangled knowledge-mind. This process to gaze upon is an act of beauty. It is beauty."
His response: "In a class once there was a guest speaker talking about the gaze of literature ... I spent twenty minutes thinking the 'Gays of Literature."
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