More not-so-original thinking

For now, I subscribe to the notion that what I know is not so much like a container that is more full or less full, but rather like a balloon or a soap bubble in which what I know is the skin, the boundary between all that I consciously do not know on the inside and all the rest of existence of which I am unaware on the outside. Whenever I increase what I know, I also increase my awareness of what I do not know. In fact, I am unable to change one without affecting the other. All the while, what is outside the balloon is lessened by only a whiff, if it is changed at all.