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"What does a fish know of the water it swims in?"
~Einstein
That great truth
that philosophers and philanthropist and theologians
and artists search for
exists.
It is. -but I can't say, "It is there."
because at the end of that statement
I don't know where to glance and point my finger.
All I can tell you is this: it is.
I only know this because
whether we are looking for a higher meaning
or trying to prove that there is no meaning
there is a question.
This means that there must be an answer, true?
"O Voltaire! O humaneness! O nonsense! There is something about "truth,"
about the search for truth;
and when a human being is too human about it----
"il ne cherche le vrai que pour faire le bien"
[He seeks the truth only to do the good]
I bet he finds nothing."
~Nietzsche
Is the search a noble effort?
Certainly.
Does the search yield knowledge?
No.
enlightenment?
No.
peace?
Once a person has injured themselves
and once they have kicked against the pricks
until their pained minds
like flushed bodies
give way
they're left with two options:
either they give up
like an angry child who did not get their way
but soon forgets what they wanted,
or their character presses them on.
I've found that the latter option is no more noble,
and razes one's mind.
So this is me
a simple fish
who decides to know nothing
of the water it swims in.
~Einstein
That great truth
that philosophers and philanthropist and theologians
and artists search for
exists.
It is. -but I can't say, "It is there."
because at the end of that statement
I don't know where to glance and point my finger.
All I can tell you is this: it is.
I only know this because
whether we are looking for a higher meaning
or trying to prove that there is no meaning
there is a question.
This means that there must be an answer, true?
"O Voltaire! O humaneness! O nonsense! There is something about "truth,"
about the search for truth;
and when a human being is too human about it----
"il ne cherche le vrai que pour faire le bien"
[He seeks the truth only to do the good]
I bet he finds nothing."
~Nietzsche
Is the search a noble effort?
Certainly.
Does the search yield knowledge?
No.
enlightenment?
No.
peace?
Once a person has injured themselves
and once they have kicked against the pricks
until their pained minds
like flushed bodies
give way
they're left with two options:
either they give up
like an angry child who did not get their way
but soon forgets what they wanted,
or their character presses them on.
I've found that the latter option is no more noble,
and razes one's mind.
So this is me
a simple fish
who decides to know nothing
of the water it swims in.