I don't know everything unless you ask my wife and my daughter then they will tell you I think I do.
But I never made such a claim.
Like today, a poem stumbled onto me and dropped a "zeitgeist" into my finite word bag.
Can't say as if I ever met the man but I discovered him and his ancestry via the world wide interweb.
There I found the zeitgeist of my being is both learning and learn-ed.
Learning because I just did.
Learn-ed because I'm pretty good at Words With Friends.
If all things were equal and every soul existed in a seven tile universe I would be somebody!
Yet among poets I am plain with no visceral reactions because that's eight letters.
However, of this one thing I am sure, if you trip and drop a basket full of blocks which fall to the letters U E R S O I S I will turn it into a SERIOUS poem (worth 59 points TW and the bingo).