Easel

Honestly, try to look back, the law of logic seems does not govern in some part of life. Or I guess logic is just a simple set of rule that people invent to simplify things in their life, yet not.

I was a boy that really had a problem with handling logic. For example I didn’t understand why bicycle would be invented before aircraft, I childishly thought that the other way around. Common sense was a least understood subject when I was thinking.

However, through painstaking education and long amount of time spent to undermine my innocence, I lost and become ordinary as every adult is. Yet the more I discover the less I understand. The more I seek the blurrer my see. Then I learnt that there is a thin membrane divides wisdom and knowledge. So thin that I can’t see it at all…yet I know it’s there.

The is a saying

“Knowledge is a proud that you know so much, Wisdom is humble that you know no more“.

It is not as simple as it sounds. At times, pride is humility and humility may bear the greatest pride of them all. As in knowledge is wisdom, yet knowledge never guarantee to bear wisdom.

The Story

There is a story of a curious determined boy who strolled on a sandy beach and found a small pit on the ground that filled with water. He tasted the water in it and found out it’s salty. He told himself that he would like to dried it out so that he could filled it with a good fresh water. With all the will in the world he started to remove the water using his palm. He finished up to the last drop of water in it. He came back with a bottle and poured out all into the small pit. He did it until it full with fresh water.

The next morning he woke up and rushed to the small water storage he made and drink the water. He was shocked. The water turned salty again. He repeat the routine, draining and filling the pit again and again for few days until he stopped and contemplated. What if he just drain it dry and let it be for a night.

The next morning he strode nervously toward his new experiment. The pit full of salt water. At that moment he in all sudden and awe listen to the rhythm of the sea. He opened his eyes slowly and turn around him and saw for the first time the beauty of wide and endless sea in front of him. He could smell the thick salty air around him. Moisture on his skin seemed drained out to the thickness of the atmosphere.

Now he understood something, he understood everything and everything seemed so crystal clear yet he understood nothing at all. He’s been a fool all along. Foolish enough to do what he did yet wise enough to stop.

“Wit beyond measure is man greatest treasure”

Wit beyond measure is because it’s nothing. We can’t measure nothingness. Measurement is for something not nothing. That’s why the more we look for it, it come back to nothingness again and again and again.

I found out that even if I learn everything I have learn nothing, even if I become the first I will be the last, even if I keep going on and on I will never found the end.

I wonder at how foolish I am for coveting what I don’t own, for struggle my self out of misery yet I found all the misery I wish I never had, for not letting go what I never grasp, for lying a lie that is never told, for dying when life is at its fullest, for crying when happiness is in everything.

I am a fool.

A few minutes ago I search for a any poster or image about “regret” in google search…I stumble upon this site….

http://www.theburningbiscuit.com/Demotivational%20Posters.html

Really funny…Here are some….of the random poster.

Check em out….it’s really fun to read them….

*After 2 years and 2 months I finally reformatted my laptop*

“Sweet Dessert”

I have a habit. When ever I go to any shopping complex I always look for bookshops. It is a must for me to at least enter for a few seconds and go out again. I just have this habit for quite sometime now.

I rarely buy anything even though I spend most of my time in the bookshop. I found peace looking at hundreds or thousands of books lying neatly on the shelves. I love reading the titles and find some funny titles.

Last week was a bit different. I actually bought a novel. Thinking back, I am jealous with my brother. He has a lots of novels and he read them all. I was looking for a title when I went to the bookshop but then after the keeper checked, the title was not in the record. Then I decided to pick any novel.

The Known World

Continue reading