If we admit that we don't really know anything, then we are in a position to learn something. Or, something like that.
It may be that everything we think we know, and all we accept as knowledge injures our ability to experience life through our senses, first hand, and immediate... How many people go through life on a dead run and find themselves at the end of it all never having asked: How does it feel??? We all know we must know, and if we think about it, what we know, as culture is all most all handed to us fully figured out... We take it on faith, but it is like all those who say life is worth living, and we have the best of all possible economies, or human nature can never change, or our government is perfection; words we must accept as true only so long as we will not feel for ourselves... Knowledge is great, and I have spent my life accumulating knowledge, but only because my true nature is overly emotional, and I needed to mask my emotions to survive... What is everyone else's excuse, because in spite of knowledge I have never been able to get away from asking: Does it feel right, or does the fact feel true... It is the great advantage of women as human beings and even as philosophers that they are emotionally connected as men are not... Men can reason a thing true based upon their knowledge, but for women, it has to feel right, has to makes sense to the organism we are, part of the chain of life...Women's intuition is human intuition that men deny to better endure the cruelty of life and other men....What ever we call knowledge must work for humanity or it is only a more flambouyant ignorance... At some point, if a person would be a philosopher, they must reject all knowledge and live for a time in their senses, as a child, enduring both the joys and tragedies of life anew, and only then, piece by piece with close inspection, allowing knowledge back into consciousness...