As a child, I wanted to learn everything about this world.
Not because I want to solve mysteries of this world
but it was my child curiousity.
But there something beautiful
about child curiousity, child like innocence...
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knowledge
The desire to gain knowledge.
Knowledge, yes
Knowledge of the eras of
of the days before me
Renaissance, Baroque, Enlightment.
Knowledge of what really occured
when prophects, leaders, god, goddess were made.
Oden, Moses, Jesus, Mohammed, Ganesha, The Buddha.
Dynasties, empires, reigns, kingdoms before mine.
Ottoman, Roman, Greek, Egyptian, Shang.
Knowledge of the greatest commander of battles
Alexander the Great, Napoleon, Ghaus Khan.
Knowledge from the most important,
to the most irrelevant
Knowledge of love that defys the common, and the unusual.
Knowledge of a love that with obstacles still manages to survive.
No, not the tale of romeo and juliet, that we often forget that it was written as tradegy. But one that lives, strives and survives;
Knowledge of the each and every brush stroke of Da Vinci paintings. What is the mystery of the smile of The Mona Lisa. The feeling, the thought of what was running through Da Vinci as he touched the plaster, and began to paint The Last Supper, Virgin of The Rocks, or even the Annunciation.
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I wanted to know everything.
But theres a problem with knowing everything.
One begins to acquire knowledge of things of what people try to forget.
Forget the knowledge of we consider sick.
Psychopaths, sociopaths, pedophilia.
Forgetting the knowledge of that which is so common for people to overlook.
Not ask or look for giveness
Forgive someone else.
But rather how people choose to be vendictive, spiteful, or malicious.
Knowledge of revolutions.
Not the revolutions themselves but rather
of revolutions always has the blood stains of martyrs.
Knowledge, of knights who created chilvary
But still belive in four horsemen.
Horsemen that bring thee apocalypse and obliterate everything we hold dear.
Forgetting wars have been waged because of religion, land, pride, misundertanding, and over all people's supidity.
Forgetting the knowledge is what is known as evil.
Evil taking form of a man.
A manbwho premetitates the extinguishment of innocent lives, three generations lost . Waiting, stalking, an innocent family.
Evil speaks, yells, screams, but we choose not to listen.
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Knowledge at times can be curse, and burned. So forgetting might be the answer.
I search for knowledge in this world.
Not to solve the mysteries of this world.
But because of my child like curiousity.
So in reality not everything in this world is not worth learning.
And if I had to choose, I'd rather keep my child like innocence
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