May 12, 2009 17:32
They say ignorance is bliss. I can see truth to that. I can understand the need to be absolved from facing the human condition; the way it really is. But at the same time, I am proud when I am not ignorant. I am proud when I can diagnose myself. I feel right when I know that I am wrong. There is an aspect of maturity to that acceptance, that ability to lay down pride and inhibitions to say "you're right, I have a problem". But whether we are ignorant or all-knowing, there remains that one splinter of a fact - the issue itself still exists. Whether one knows it or not, one is still afflicted. I am afflicted. I am caged. I want out, but I want in.
I do not know what I want. And that is the human condition.
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