If life is like a piece of paper, we were born as blanks. The way we grow, we keep copying texts from other books and gradually become thicker ones. How many texts therein truly represent us? Or are we just wasting paper every day? When we make texts standing against texts and fold the paper from the book (of life), what will we discover in ourselves? Orig.ami. represents “wisdom” and “knowledge” with the human body and paper respectively, physically experimenting on the “wisdom vs knowledge” test.