A Cup

I could use so many nouns, verbs, adverbs, and adjectives; all manner of spelled out and printed verbiage, that I may know, to stretch this bit of words into a two hundred count. I assume that many may consider it a bit of cheating on my part, concerning the requirement of this challenge. However, I truly could not pass up a bit of personal philosophy on it.

Knowledge is just a simple cup. It can be held by a pauper or a king. It can be fashioned by any craftsman to hold much or to hold little. It can be roughly painted with no need to disguise its intended use and function or decorated with jewels, precious and semi-precious stones to be appealing, perhaps even deceiving to those who look on it. Still, like a cup, it is meant to be a tool; a most useful tool to be sure. Without such a vessel, would I not 'cup' my hand to scoop up sweet refreshing water to my thirsty mouth?

It's not so much, this "cup" called knowledge as what it holds; wisdom to life, conversely - foolishness to death. So then The few words I first wanted to convey

To quote Albert Einstein,

“Any fool can know. The point is to understand.”