I think ignorance is bliss was the phrase i head the most often. My naive mind thought how could it possibly be the world is beautiful such nice things in the world like knowledge and you want to deny yourself that beauty? Why would you put yourself through that?
I grew up though. I found beautiful people and i inhaled knowledge always on the look out for knowledge for the mysteries of the world. Curious and curiouser. But the beautiful people were full of pain. They came to me with their pain and eventually but surely I experienced pain; I spiraled. Into this dark hole that Ive been in ever since and God forbid that speck of light I see is ever anything but a reflection. And I remember thinking to myself ignorance wouldve been bliss. Had I ignored the pain of the people around me I would have survived. I was ready to deny myself the knowledge the beauty the world.
And perhaps those were one of my lowest days Ive lived when I truly believed ignorance is bliss. It might be for some people; but to me life, emotions, the future, knowledge everything come together to bring about heart palpitations. So that when I fall deeper this time or the next I wont be ignorant. It makes me fall but it always helps me back up as well.
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My Boring Escapades.
Poetry"Breaking free from the thoughts of others." Not alot makes sense in this book. Its not supposed too. They most definitely might be terrible, its just my way of keeping track of things I write no matter how terrible. These are unedited, theyre only...
