Knowledge

My mind has twisted it's way around the idea of knowledge, and the quest for it. The idea that knowledge is far great than any amount of gold one could obtain. An idea that my mind likes to ravel and unravel before I fall asleep at night is if a scholar had the opportunity to have a wish granted. If said scholar were to wish for all the knowledge there is to know, what would become of them? Initial thoughts are usually about all the secrets one could come to understand. Others may vary from secret lock combination's to hidden treasure. I ponder what would physically happen to the them. If one were to gain all of the knowledge available, all at one time, they would gain what it feels like to be tortured. Or enslaved. What it would be like to die. Considering what one can gain from knowledge, it becomes a double-edged sword.

Since the invention of the internet, our minds have grown to handle such enlightenment. The internet provides such an enormous amount of obtainable knowledge, it is frightening. What scares me is that our minds have become numb. Due to all of the information we take in constantly, it is near impossible to focus on point for long. It is near impossible to have strong feelings for something when there are so many other topics waiting around the corner. One cannot put forth the sympathy for all the disaster in one area, because we know exactly what is happening in the next. Due to everything we have access to, it is hard to legitimately feel sorrowful for something, because we know that elsewhere someone has had the same experience, if not worse.

This has mostly sprung from my recent viewing of the movie titled "Blood Diamond." It some ways i understood the crisis occurring in Africa. They are working as slaves to find diamonds to sell to us. The ignorance that people have shown, despite all of the knowledge handed to us, is unthinkable. How could someone put an entire continent through what it has experienced, just for the sake of personal gain.

All people are born good. But there is a point in one's life when they decide what is important; their struggle or others. And sadly, those who choose others, end up living in prosperity. If a god is present on this Earth, he should know to correct this flawed system that goes on year after year. One's life is not to be treated as tool, but to seek happiness that does not jeopardize another's.



*END RANT*

Ive discovered it is a good idea to write one's feelings down. This blog will help articulate my thoughts, through the power of words. Now as for my mentioning of the movie "Blood Diamond," I suggest all who have not seen it, go out and rent it now! Its a heart moving tale of the struggles that Africa endures, even to this day. Diamonds being sold illegally, and kept secretly just so the demand of these rocks stay high. It really twists your gut when you see the result of this, which is civil war. Children brainwashed that in order to fight the government, one must kill his neighbor. I am so fortunate to live in a stable country, that i do not have to worry about some of the things that they do. And it sickens me that they have to experience this. Althought childish, i desperately wish at times that somebody would come and fix everything that is wrong with the world. It just isnt fair to those that suffer. Everyone has the right to life.