Thursday, August 12, 2004
"ignorance"
i am ignorant. i realize i am being quite vague here, but i suppose it makes sense considering my "ignorance." it's often quoted that "ignorance is bliss". well, i keep on hearing it from one of my friends, anyways. yet, i'm not blissful.
oblivious, yes. blissful, no.
more often than not, i think i enjoy being oblivious. it sets me apart from the "truth", or whatever that may depress/pain me. i suppose one could conclude this is avoidance. inability to confront. i guess so. however, to paraphrase nietzsche, a little ignorance creates a little happiness.
yet, something biting remains. how much happiness could there be when one realizes the ignorance of one's life? then, is the ignorance still there? and if one denies it, would it be alright to feign happiness? or would it be called "happiness"?
another question: what if one were to admit to being ignorant and yet continue to do avoid being "aware"? would one be still considered "ignorant"?
or would it be "napping"?
| lily* || 0 || 12:13 p.m. |
