nosorryforyou

Have you ever been belittled for being a knowledge seeker? I have. It’s an odd thing. If I could choose to be less curious and somewhat uninterested would I choose that? I don’t know. I don’t think so. Yet the world feels full of people who are numb and dumb. I can’t imagine belittling someone for being thirsty in their quest to deepen their understanding of the universe. To want to learn how to do things. To take life in as some kind of never ending project. Can you imagine that being a bad thing? I can’t. And even if it is, it’s how I am, who I am. Unchangeable. I grew up with multiple home encyclopedias, and I read them. I had a good home library and very little television but an amazing record collection and a farm with a bush lot and waterways to explore. What else could I have become, but some meandering self taught ever increasing influx of curiosities. I can’t imagine what else I could be given the alone time and that those things of my environment were how I managed stress, sadness, happiness, anger. In all that learning I’ve not yet found the key to setting myself free of patterns and legacy. I think that is a mystery a little too far for me to discover.

Anonyme : "Portrait d'un jeune homme", pastel sur papier, Lombardie, première moitié du XIXe siècle. (Collection privée)

“Now, every time I encounter a strong person, I want to know: What darkness did you conquer in your story? Mountains do not rise without earthquakes.” - Unknown