Perhaps the most comical and absurd phenomena of human existence is the pursuit of knowledge and love.
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Knowledge has served to propel humankind forward in the realm of ideas and technological advances. What loveliness to imagine unseen worlds and nurture an inner world full of infinite possibilities... ahh the wonder of it all. Mankind can formulate and ponder what happens to life once it ceases in physical form, what exists outside the planet , imagine heavens and hells, underworlds and entities with omnipotent powers; they inhabit and create symbols to explain and give meaning to the world around them. Paradoxically, it is that same thirst for knowledge that has led man to sheer insanity, rendered him alone in his quest and never quite satisfied... for the abyss of Knowledge is too vast , too grand for man to ever encompass it all. And it is so that Knowledge laughs a hearty laugh at man, as man gropes desperately for Knowledge like an addict for his fix as Time and Mysteries engulf him and spit him out.
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Now comes the phenomena known as love. Ahhhhh the exquisite feeling of love...the tender embrace, the loving gaze, the reassuring words, the soft kiss, the gentle caress; that which is given freely without the expectance of anything in return, the acceptance of a soul despite its frailties, the power of love to unite and heal...Paradoxically, however, it is that same human phenomena that leaves man with an agonizing feeling of inner turmoil ...the loss of it or betrayal of it feels at times so unbearable that the individual believes the pain should render him dead -but yet there he lies perhaps with eyes almost swollen shut with tears, wondering why he is not dead yet. The same feeling that drives man to insanity and suicide. But yet ironically man hurls himself eagerly into the abyss of love wide-eyed and stupidly, knowing full well his heart will get torn up and put through the shredder...knowing full well that that love will perhaps fade, be traded in for another or cease to exist.
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How does one make sense of these paradoxical elements of human existence?
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It is for that reason that I laugh and I cry… often simultaneously. Perhaps these are just musings of an insane person.
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I take a drink to the mystifying phenomena of human existence, that of knowledge and that of love. These lusts of mine dwell within me, as I carry them in the pocket of my soul... I hold onto them tightly- despite the fact that both have rendered me at different times in my life, a trembling, sobbing, cursing, vehement, passionate blob of biological protoplasm
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