it is ironic that the wiser we become the more questions arise that need answering. the thought that knowledge repels ignorance is not totally correct. undoubtedly, we do straighten out certain wrinkles when we study theories, facts and laws that have been tested time and again by different academics before us, until it is almost certain to be irrefutable. but then other queries come up, and they have a way of coming up unexpectedly and rather inconveniently, suddenly crashing some of your very beliefs that momentarily, you feel quite lost. queries that have a much deeper meaning than any of newton’s laws or any facts that can be memorized and understood in a matter of minutes.
it is also interesting to note that these questions are usually about things that we have already lived with or have felt for almost all our conscious lives. things that we should, or in fact, already feel comfortable with and should have no qualms about, or things and experiences that we take for granted and accept without question. it is only upon gaining and getting acquainted with the process of questioning and not accepting everything for what it is that we develop a sense of scepticism.
we analyse, pick at, break up and take apart everything and put them back together to see if it still holds the same meaning as it did before the brutal dissection. things like religion, the possibility of a god, the existence of love, happiness, all go through our very own brand of scrutiny. and, after picking up the pieces, we feel that the matter still invokes its initial reaction with us, we are satisfied. order (that much needed innate order) is retained and we can carry on with our lives. but most of the time things continue on with their downward spiral into disbelief, a sense of loss and plain and (ironically) simple confusion.
it leaves us in a state of i-dont-know-ness and the issue will long be in our minds, juggling itself back and forth between sense and nonsense, getting us nowhere fast. and the reason we probably put ourselves through torture is because we know that we just cant live a lie and we need to get to the bottom of it. then only can any of us move on. but of course there are others that just accept, as if knowledge has not tainted their minds yet and, with innocence retained, they open thier arms wide. do they fear what the small little voice in their head might bring about? or is there no doubt at all and they do really believe, wholeheartedly and unassumingly? i personally cannot answer that question because i'm afraid i am the former of the two classes of people mentioned.
and yet, these two groups are eventually searching for the same truth that we all want to attain. we are all just derivatives of the first existentialists, trying to grope our way through, travelling different paths hoping to attain the truth for the who, what, and why concerning us. but in the end, all blind and, as mentioned, groping.
kinda sad really.
it is also interesting to note that these questions are usually about things that we have already lived with or have felt for almost all our conscious lives. things that we should, or in fact, already feel comfortable with and should have no qualms about, or things and experiences that we take for granted and accept without question. it is only upon gaining and getting acquainted with the process of questioning and not accepting everything for what it is that we develop a sense of scepticism.
we analyse, pick at, break up and take apart everything and put them back together to see if it still holds the same meaning as it did before the brutal dissection. things like religion, the possibility of a god, the existence of love, happiness, all go through our very own brand of scrutiny. and, after picking up the pieces, we feel that the matter still invokes its initial reaction with us, we are satisfied. order (that much needed innate order) is retained and we can carry on with our lives. but most of the time things continue on with their downward spiral into disbelief, a sense of loss and plain and (ironically) simple confusion.
it leaves us in a state of i-dont-know-ness and the issue will long be in our minds, juggling itself back and forth between sense and nonsense, getting us nowhere fast. and the reason we probably put ourselves through torture is because we know that we just cant live a lie and we need to get to the bottom of it. then only can any of us move on. but of course there are others that just accept, as if knowledge has not tainted their minds yet and, with innocence retained, they open thier arms wide. do they fear what the small little voice in their head might bring about? or is there no doubt at all and they do really believe, wholeheartedly and unassumingly? i personally cannot answer that question because i'm afraid i am the former of the two classes of people mentioned.
and yet, these two groups are eventually searching for the same truth that we all want to attain. we are all just derivatives of the first existentialists, trying to grope our way through, travelling different paths hoping to attain the truth for the who, what, and why concerning us. but in the end, all blind and, as mentioned, groping.
kinda sad really.
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