At any given moment there is a ‘Present’ which can be seen and studied from infinitely many angles…
History consists of infinite moments, each of which were at one brief time one of these (perhaps) infinite ‘Presents’…
And science keeps delving (perhaps) infinitely deeper into each of its ever-splitting branches…
Thus, who can claim absolute authority on knowledge and information, when every sliver of our existence is (perhaps) infinitely broader than any of our individual capacities?
This is my excuse for writing beauty, poetry and philosophy without possession of, or concern for, excessive education and degrees…