I sure wouldn't have! we must do what we can with the knowledge we possess; we must make our demons into daemons. and crawl the leaves of better trees. that is, if we choose to separate from the demons. which it looks as if we do. one day , in future musings, we may see what knowledge is, what it does for us; what we do for it; spreading dandelion questions.. hmmm or just roaring lions at the piney gate where pincers laugh with their fate, and i with mine. always a little late, always a little slow. always wondering at pain, and laughter in my sides as i straddle the gate bitten by thorns and lions and the color green moving in whatever sees it. ooo blah!