If there is something you don’t know, it’s unknown to you. When something is unknown, it means it’s not known or it has an unknown value, like, say, Bitcoins. Well, at least I have yet to figure out the value of Bitcoins. Their value is unknown to me. And probably to most people who own them, as well.
But the good thing about something being unknown is that with enough time and effort, it can potentially become known. There are many things that are known today that were unknown just 100 years ago, especially in science and medicine.
And there remain many things that are knowable, but are just not known yet, such as an undiscovered elements that may be part of the universe or chemical compounds that no one has discovered. Even though these things might not be known today, they may become known in the future, which means they are knowable.
But if something is unknowable, that’s a whole different ball of wax. If something is unknowable, it’s not knowable. For example, where the expression “a whole different ball of wax” came from is unknowable. Unless you’re talking about ear wax, in which case the answer is knowable but just kinda gross.
But seriously, folks, if something is unknowable, it lies beyond the limits of human experience or understanding.
I’m not going to get into a deep philosophical or religious discussion in this post about God and the contradiction of those who tell me that I should get to know God shortly after having explained to me that God is unknowable. Nope, I’m not going to do that.
Instead, I’m going to say that I understand that we human beings are a curious lot and we generally don’t like the idea that anything is unknowable. That said, I accept that there are certain things that are beyond the limits of human understanding and comprehension.
And I’m okay with that. I’ve got enough going on inside my head just trying to know what’s knowable that I don’t need to hurt my head trying to know what’s unknowable. If something is truly unknowable, not knowing about it is not going to make my life any worse. Because it’s not that it’s unknown to me (although it might be), it’s unknowable.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge from yesterday, “unknown.” Sorry, Fandango, that I’m a day late. Hey, no worries. I know you’re a busy guy. Things to do, places to go, and people to see, right? It’s all good.