I can know things, manipulate them and put them to good use or to bad use. But I don t understand them. All the other realities it tells us about, are realities it creates, are myths that constitute the only world in which we live as intelligent, rational beings, the world of the spiritual life, of reason, ideals and values. Science tells us about the world but tells us nothing about anything that is real. No amount of facts can explain a reality.
Life is an idea, a reality, a mystery.
Biologists, microbiologists, biochemists, can add to our objective knowledge about the constitution and the processes of living things, but life will remain what it is and has always been for us, a creative idea, a reality, a mystery. Neurophysiologists, neurochemists, psychologists, can go on doing fruitful research and amassing facts and advancing admirable theories, but consciousness, thought, mind, feeling, understanding all of these will remain what they are, realities and mysteries. Creative intelligence Our ideas constitute the intelligible world we live in. Any system of ideas constitutes a particular universe of discourse. When Socrates says, I would rather suffer wrong than do wrong , this statement is neither analytic nor verifiable.