Knowledge

The fun thing about knowledge is that there are so many things to know in the world that knowing it all is absurd. Of course knowledge wants to be shared and there’s the idea of common knowledge. Then there are idiot savants who excel in one field and fail at many others. The insult of stupidity has always struck me as an oddity, we’re all ignorant to something. None of us truly know it all.

I have researched behaviors through search engines and life experiences all of my life. My hyper vigilance causes me to assess each person I meet in contrast to who I’ve met before; friendly or enemy. Those who do not care about others exhibit careless behaviors, often making others the punchline in criticisms disguised as a joke. This disguise exists so they can blame you for “not taking a joke” when you call out the unsolicited criticism or point out their similar faults in defense. These wounded souls believe lies.

Many believe we are in competition with each other, constantly. This lie becomes poisonous to well-being as everything then falls into what do I do to win. To think you have to ‘beat’ others all the time creates arrogance and boosts your ego, which inversely depletes your compassion, your empathy. This is why our world becomes “dog eat dog” because of this lie we’re in competition for existing. We are not competing, we’re coexisting.

Of course we have competition for sport to showcase excellence and that may support the idea we’re in competition. That’s the tricky thing about knowledge it is not always universal or transferable. What is true today may not be true tomorrow or in a week, a year, a decade. I think of knowledge like a stream, there’s an array of resources you can pull from it. This flowing information is not static, always moving and changing. It’s maneuverable with the right resources and efforts.

This flowing view of knowledge is likely why debates never appealed to me. All that anxiety and heightened blood pressure for nothing to change. You’ll rarely have a changed perspective in debates. I’m much more interested in discussions, to converse with a person who’s open to sharing and receiving knowledge — not argue with me about their opinions.

I no longer have a need to prove myself to the world, I’m now trying to make myself proud of my own choices. Developing the routine and discipline to write daily with this blog has been a giant leap in healing for me. I sincerely hope that any iota of my words reach a wounded soul to ignite a desire for betterment. We are the only ones who can make a difference, our choices impact the world—choose wisely.

Be the light. 🔥 Be well, sweet souls. 💛

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