A little knowledge they say is dangerous but is there a saying about the excessive knowledge ?
By that I certainly don’t imply that there can be an end to the everlasting healthy quest of curiousity, inquisitiveness or research and investigation that continously unravel new treasures and wealth of possibilities and facts for the benefit of the mankind. Any arrogant mindset or belief of the sort spells only stagnation, doom and virtual death.
But knowledge like every other worldly entity is relative. On our ascent along the learning curve it grows in bits and pieces. Sometimes steep while at others gradual, accompanied by inevitable effects as it surpasses a certain threshold.
Just wonder why the heavenly smile begins to fade into gloom, while the spontaneous natural purity starts dwindling as a toddler steps into the early boyhood. Is it the knowledge that meddles and tends to pollute and tint the spotless soul?
Knowledge renders our approach cautious stealing away the congenital impulsiveness and intrepid vigour and flare of the early years. While it instills and equips us with prudence, rationality and choice on one hand it invariably adds suspicion and skepticism to our character on the other to the extent that we all end up losing that priceless adorable lil child in us; the one we keep seeking in another generation in every sweet little soul that we encounter.
While peacefully wallowing in the blissful paradise of our notions in our own confined worlds, every morsel of information is intriguing and shakes the foundations of our perceived impressions. Sometimes I really wonder if contentment and complacence are the functions of and are inversely proportional to the mundane knowledge that we gain ? A shepherd dwelling and surviving high up in the mountains with his simplistic and next to primitive life style and beliefs, at least on the surface, with his limited needs and aspirations appears far more self satisfied than my restless and insatiable existence.
Am I wrong when I infer that it is ‘more limited knowledge’ and experience that I have gained over a few years that inevitably owe more to my being developed into a perfect skeptical cynic than anything else ? When you are able to look beyond the reflective surface of a prism with a penetrating sight, or so you believe, then witnessing that shattering of a beam of light into delightful rainbow spectrum torn into multiple hues with seven distinct identities may not always be a pleasant experience. That is probably what happens when you know more than the obvious bit, and in vain, try to reconcile your breached or wounded soul or battered ego, by chanting the idealistic optimistic maxims. That is where the bitterness creeps in and you begin to question and suspect every happening under the sun.
While you are still convinced and believe that positivity is the way forward, the rampant absurdity of the contradictions and blatant dichotomy in words and practices mock at you. You begin to question the basics and wonder if there is anything such as absolute that exists.
Absolute right or absolute wrong?
Absolute good or absolute evil ?
As you learn and grow, you are confronted by a barrage of half truths and selective prejudices masked in highly innocuous justifications for grave realities. If everything is relative then you are perhaps the only one wrong while struggling to swim against the conventional currents. In that case it is time to set the bearings right and drift with the tide forgetting everything about the conscience and integrity.
But on second thoughts, I can’t be convinced that this is what seeking knowledge and learning is all about!