Whether you're walking through the
libraries of
Ivy League universities, transribing
ancient works in a
monastery, or rummaging through
Roswell files at the
Pentagon or the
National Archives, it's hard not to get the feeling that you are surrounded by the
Sacred Halls of Supreme Knowledge. Any place where you get the feeling you could find the
Domesday Book, 1847's
leash laws, every issue of
Hustler,
and a copy of
8 Heads in a Duffel Bag on DVD is easily Sacred.
Everything is, in a way, a Sacred
Site of Supreme
Knowledge, and I'm sure even the
Library of Congress doesn't have so much information about
Mr. T's testicle-eating ways.
To me, The Groves of Academe is more of a sunny place where the intelligentsia gather and converse over the simple truths which shape the universe. The Sacred Halls of Supreme Knowledge, on the other hand, are dark, expansive and indoors, with rows upon rows of musty old books and a general sense of foreboding. The Sacred Halls also contain a lot of esoteric bullshit which is too mundane for discussion on the higher plane of The Groves of Academe. Basically, the Groves vs. Halls issue is thought vs. information. Luckily, Everything is an approximation of both. But that's just my opinion.