Knowledge puts the reigns of ritual in the hands of the mind (so to speak), to play consciously with controlled spontaneity in order to survive. But there is a point at which we must let go of knowledge, just as an artist lets go of all she has learned, in order to create, and to improvise.
There is a point at which knowledge ends and we just experience. At that moment, we become attuned to a new center, a center of emptiness, and lucidity. There is a line in the Tao Te Ching which speaks to this:
Thirty spokes unite in a nave,
but the nothingness in the hub
Gives rise to its usefulness,
for thereupon it goes round.
The empty hub is all that is immeasurable, around which the matter of the world has formed. It is qualia, like the hexagon in a snowflake, like the mind which is in our body, and like the harmonious ecosystem to which all nature clings.
To experience this is to improve on survival; it is to live in bliss.