Sophia is wisdom. Wisdom happens in the innermost shrine of your being. It is never borrowed; it has nothing to do with knowledge, information, nothing to do with scriptures, doctrines, systems of thought. It is your own experience, individual, authentic. You have known. You have arrived. Then it is sophos; it is wisdom.
If you are simply repeating from other people’s experiences it is sophistry, it is knowledge: dead, meaningless, nothing but gibberish. You can decorate yourself with it, you can strengthen your ego through it, but you will not know the truth.
Sophos fell and there was that ugly phenomenon, the sophist. Sophia fell and what came into existence was sophistry. Sophistry is pure argument for argument’s sake, with no concern for truth. It is just linguistic analysis, logical, rational of course but not intuitive, not experiential.
And one can go on arguing and guessing, and yet, even if you argue for millennia you will not arrive at truth because truth is never a conclusion, not a conclusion of any logical process. Truth has not to be invented by logic; truth has to be discovered by love. The way to truth is not logic but love. Wisdom is love; knowledge is logic.
And whenever logic starts pretending that, “I am the door, I am the way to truth,” truth disappears from the world.
Pythagoras had to coin new words, and he coined beautiful words. Philosophy means love of wisdom, not love of knowledge remember, love of wisdom. Knowledge is intellectual; wisdom is intuitive. Knowledge is of the head, wisdom is of the heart, hence love, not logic but love, not calculation but innocence, not cunningness but intelligence, not intellectuality but intelligence.
And he also coined the word philosopher: a friend of wisdom. Have you ever observed, whenever you start arguing with somebody you are more concerned with your ego than for the truth? Sometimes you even see the falsity of your argument, but you cannot accept it because it hurts the ego. You argue because it is your opinion, not because it is true. You argue against the other’s opinion because it is his opinion, not because it is untrue.
Argument arises not for truth but for egoistic trips, then it is sophistry, then it is a very ugly phenomenon.
You love a woman; it is a beautiful experience. A love between a man and a woman has tremendous truth, a fragrance of its own, a benediction. It is one of the most incredible mysteries of life. But to go to a prostitute is not the same. Physically it is the same; spiritually it is totally different. The prostitute is an ugly phenomenon; the beloved is something divine.
Philosophy is like your beloved; sophistry is a prostitute. And the sophists did exactly that: prostitution. They were ready to argue for anybody, whosoever was ready to pay them. If you pay the sophist, he will argue for you. If somebody else pays him more, he will argue for him. He is even ready to argue against you if somebody is ready to pay him more.
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