intellect

i love people who think they know things. I can be one of those people. I am often times. but i love seeing people talk about how much they know things. how certain they are of things. its funny. Its awesome cause it reminds me of how god-aweful i sound. The God’s honest truth is, the more i know, the absolute more i know i DONT know shit. and i think when this happens to people… they become proud of thier realization that they unlocked more secrets than the next man, instead of humbly accepting that there is no amount of knowledge and intellect he could possibly retain to grasp it all, not even in a specific field. know what im sayin? Intellect. here’s a quote from emerson that i found while reading earlier:

“In the fog of good and evil affections it is hard for man to walk foward in a straight line. Intellect is void of affection and sees an object as it stands in the light of science, cool and disengaged. The intellect goes out of the individual, floats over its own personality, and regards it as a fact and not as I and mine. He who is immersed in what concerns person or place cannot see the problem of exisitence. That is why intellect always ponders. Nature shows all things formed and bound. The intellect pierces the form and overleaps the wall, detects intrinsic likeness between remote things and reduces all things into a few principles.”

im not saying it relates to what i was saying but I found that to be enlightening none the less and thought it ought to be shared.