“I was in the midst of the exile, on the river of Kevar.” (Ezekiel 1:1)

(Kevar is the Hebrew word for “already.”)

At the onset of the exile, Ezekiel sat on the bank of a river called “I heard that already.”

It is a river so cold, it can make icicles from fiery sparks of wisdom.

It is a river so putrid, the most wondrous secrets become there old and rotten.

It is a river of exile. Because it is a lie.

Wisdom never says, “I heard that already.”

If you had truly heard, if you had absorbed this wisdom deep within your soul until it meant everything to you, it would be new to you each time you heard it again.

Torat Menachem 5751, vol. 1, page 330.