I haven't figured it out yet. Either it's too complex, or it's just too big. Or maybe it's too simple, or too small to pinpoint. Perhaps it's so minutely complex, or so simplistically massive that I can't seem to put my finger on it.
So then one might ponder, "why try?"
If there is no conceivable hope to understand, would it not be a blatant waste of time to attempt to comprehend? Is it a fool's errand? A pointless endeavor?
Why keep trying?
Because I want to know.
Curiosity is a...curious thing. (A redundant and obvious statement, I know.) It is our natural drive to know, to understand, to learn that of which we have no natural mental conception. It is this drive that causes us to pursue the unattainable. Even that which we perceive to be unattainable is only seen as such because it has not as of yet been grasped. There was a time when it was thoroughly believed by many that it was impossible for man to fly. And even as many attempted for years to achieve this goal, it was still widely considered to be entirely inconceivable; until that first flight at Kitty Hawk. Now we consider it a fact of life.
I may never figure it out. For all I know it is entirely impossible for me to comprehend.
However, I continue to try because, quite frankly, I can't think of much else better to do.
2 comments:
What was it you wanted to know? Maybe someone out here in the blogosphere already knows the answer! The least you could do it give us the question.
me and ben love you and miss you dangit. our lives are a meaningless waste of space without you and we cry all the time
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