Words aren't knowledge

You can recognize your mother's face from any angle, in any light, after decades apart. But try describing her face in words. Brown eyes, round face, small nose. You can get as complicated as you like with the description, and it would still describe thousands of people. Yet, you'd never mistake another person for her.

It's like compressing a high resolution image into a handful of pixels.

Watch an expert do something and ask them to teach you. They'll give you rules and steps - grid points in their infinite understanding. You follow the rules perfectly and create something inferior. The real knowledge lives in the space between words.

When we say "I need to think about this", we're not starting to think. We're starting the translation of the constellation of concepts into a linear sequence of words.