"Knowing" - A Parable by Moe...

The king in heavy thought was ready to express himself.  He stood before his audience and all that he thought to say was..."You know..."

Leaving his audience he doubted his delivery and words would make the point for all he wanted to say but he kept hearing those words over and over again..."...you know..."  You see he had this image in his mind of a puzzle.  A complex puzzle that once completed would form a map made specific to his journeys.  Journeys that had the capacity to reach higher ground for the next map to be put together from puzzle pieces.

The first map needed no pieces as his father had given him that one to start his journey along.  The next map was an actual puzzle whose final piece was prayed for.  Delivered to the king by God Himself under the strangest of circumstances.  It was a hard map to follow but that would be the longest journey he would face.  Making him a man worthy of his crown.  The map after that one needed a jagged piece.  It fit but it made no sense to him as to why or even how.  He followed by sheer blind passion towards a journey that was short but hard.  All the hows and the whys were answered some time after his journey had ended.  It left him mapless and dangling in the air teaching him how to survive in the wilderness.  Skills he could never learn in the comfort of a home were now mastered by him.  Finally coming to terms with the idea that a king could reign mapless, he took all he learned from both journey's to begin creating another map of his own making.  An extremely complex map of what he considered "a way with no way" and as he looked for that final piece, he came to understand that many pieces would fit that final spot just fine but none afforded him the culmination needed for the map to flow towards the higher ground he sought.  Some pieces felt so comfortable but their faces would not match the map's flow.  Others matched the map's flow but did not feel as right.  So he looked back at the other two that had brought him this far and found that their similarities had nothing to do with ease, comfort or even flow but had everything to do with a "locking in" that would occur at their placement.  It was as though the pieces themselves knew they belonged.  As though you could leave them be for years and they would still feel misplaced wherever they were even though they completely fit elsewhere...they just wouldn't lock in.  When they were placed perfectly, they would singe themselves into the puzzle itself.  Once locked in, it was impossible for them to be removed because the puzzle would then cease to be a puzzle and become an actual map.  Ready to read...ready to flow...

This particular map was different than the other two.  Oddly shaped but beautiful in it's culmination because it was in fact, open-ended and flowed differently than the other two.  Describing something that looked more like an adventure with less to learn and more to accomplish.  So one night the king...  To be continued...pretty soon...

What is the meaning of this parable?  Them that have ears to hear...let them.  To them that don't?  I guess you weren't meant to...  Just one thing though...the pieces?  Have puzzles of their own ;-)

Till next time...I'm out

~Moses Apollo