I could write a poem about this.
But if I did, the thinkers may overlook it as poetry and miss it’s meaning.
The artists may enjoy it as poetry, loving its meaning, but overlooking its challenge.
So here is a thought on Wisdom, and its true form.
The Balance of Uncertainty
It often comes to the person of inner thought, to wonder at the nature of that thought and seek markers of growth from one horizon to the next. This may be in any category, broad or narrow. Broadly, any comparison between the developed thought and the less developed, will share a common overarching theme. This theme takes the form of a homeostatic balance of inner parts.
Concisely, the under-developed position is displayed as a firm resolution, on a single unshakable premise. This is because, in light of the many opposing positions at play, the individual will seek epistemic balance through adherence to one clear axiom. Conversely, the well-developed position will have navigated the treacherous waters of uncertainty long enough to have reached the same homeostatic balance while yet encompassing the uncertainty of competing axioms.
Where TRUTH Lives
Therefore, in regard to a narrow category for which a thinker holds a position there is no single position that is right or wrong –– as a less developed thinker many have any number of beliefs. However, there are positional states that are right or wrong. The uniting factor then, is the fervency to which that belief is necessary for that thinker to maintain epistemic balance on this particular schema of reality. For instance, as a political example, the uncritical position may be partisan either way or non-partisan — in as much as that position is a necessary position for that specific thinker to hold to maintain an inner balance.
However, the more wizened thinker on an issue (while thought mastery of this sort is transferrable, it is given able to be issue specific) would see that –– while singular truth does exist, its existence is often manifest in a sort of a living flux according to the season, and the particular components in play. This thinker may also therefore be characterized by any number of positions on a particular authority, political, structural, familial, or social. The uniting factor, is the underlying motivations for that external position.
vs. Security of Soul
Young positions, are those associated with resistance to changes in the form of absolutes. For this reason, a person can have an accurate judgement, with correct moral outcomes (and even correct moral motivations), that is epistemically flawed; if such a position is formulated in a sort of ontological self-defense, then that nature of that question is revealed to be posing a threat to that particular individual’s security of Soul, and is beyond their capacity to entertain well.
Yet, mature positions serve a function in connection to a higher even more singular regard for Truth. This position may be likewise partisan; on the surface, it may appear similar to a less-grounded one. Yet its inner mechanisms are they that transcend abstractions to any partisan-domain of thought. For the challenge of the question falls within their mind field of competence; it’s attack takes the form of play instead danger — as would play-wrestling one’s young son or daughter not inspire the same mindless fight of flight as being mugged. It is characterized by freedom. In this way, intellectual maturity is associated with a balance of parts, and a security of self through an acceptance of these changes across time.
The answer is not to choose the right side. The answer is not to think the right things. The answer is not even to realize that “there is no right and wrong” or that “its all relative.”
For there is right. And there is wrong. The right is alive, and as all living things has a sort of dance to it. The wrong is inanimate, and as all non-living things is stubbornly, pervasively, reliably, itself.
The Dance of Wisdom
Should thought remain without challenge, it is not strong but sheltered.
Should thought accept relativistic plurality – it’s not wizened but is stopped short of wisdom by seeking shelter from confronting its bias in the form of acknowledging that bias.
Should thought –however– glimpse a common Truth abiding through this plurality of changes… Once it sees that Truth is in fact brought into being by this very flux of seasons… then and only then has Wisdom drawn quietly near.