Where can you go when there is a mist before you?
Where can you hide when there is the sea of unknown terror under your feet?
Where can you relieve those thousands of boulders sitting upon your chest?
What can you do when you’re on the edge of the skyscraper, ready to dive into the endless land of pins and needles?
You run, faster and stronger than ever towards no destination but a deserted land of nothingness. Trying to feel the strips of wind slapping against your skin, you sprint. Yet why does it feel so heavy, so tiresome, so empty?
There is no habitable place ahead, not even the slightest mirage visible. You keep running.
It’s been awhile since my last encounter with a person whose passion for learning is so intensely genuine. As I listen to her talk about things – just general topics about essentially anything – I can see her passion towards pursuing knowledge and her will to inspire others to do the same. It’s safe to say that my respect for her has grown quite profoundly since the last time we met.
Whether it may be the logistics of or a theory behind a subject, we learn something everyday. It is always our pleasure to be taught something and in return, we share what we know as well. It may seem obvious to many but it’s what improves us as human beings and as a society. Ultimately, it’s what makes the world go around.
Love education, love knowledge, but most importantly, love wisdom.