Discursive knowledge, knowledge by
Indirection passes away
And love, knowledge by direction,
Directly of another, grows
In its place. There exists a point
At which the known passes through
A sort of occulation,
A zero between plus and
Minus in which knower and known
And their knowledge cease to exist.
Perfect love casts out knowledge.
...
"And what is love? said Pilate,
And washed his hands.
~ Kenneth Rexroth
from The Dragon and the Unicorn
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