Not so much about the stars or the answer to a math question or how a
pizza can get made and delivered in a half hour, but those strange questions
that come to mind. This is why the Internet was created. This is what Google is
for.
Not so much of why the city doesn’t fill that pothole at the end of the
street but what is that stuff they fill it with and does it get into the water
table and why doesn’t it last longer? Not if the window is leaking air but will
the window last another year before replacing it? Not so much of wondering if
Christmas will be on the 25th but thinking about those presents in
the wrapped boxes and wondering is that enough?
The brain is an interesting organ that not only processes thousands of
thoughts and sending answers to questions like should I poop now or is this hot
or is this love or indigestion? The brain also comes up with poetry and songs
and weird scientific ideas of gravity or the proper mixes of gravy.
Why do we question so many things? We want to solve the mysteries of
Sherlock or ponder the interpretations of our beliefs or even ponder the
instructions on the side of the box and think that is not enough time in the
microwave.
We can numb our wanderings through the conscious but when it comes back,
we start to wonder all over again. We can’t help ourselves. Is there a
difference in signing in foreign languages? How do you apply an accent? Once a
cake falls, can you get it back up? If a woman were the Pope, would she be the
Popess? Why did you shoe size shift from 10 to 13 when they ere manufactured
overseas? Does your grass grow faster than your hair?
Perhaps our specialized education is supposed to give us enough
background on a particular field to focus on one subject to wonder. The more
knowledge we gain only creates more questions than answers. Yet our
intelligence can have conflicts with emotions and swayed by other influences.
So as long as we wonder we will keep our mind active and alive so I guess
it is a good thing. Why is the sky blue? Is my blue the same as your blue? How
high is the sky?
Our algorithms calculate a world of wonder to conceive and to
contemplate. Could I wear a brown suit with black shoes? Could I wear a blue
suit with brown shoes? If I say what she wants to hear, do I really mean it? Does
she understand what I am trying to say? What am I trying to say?
1 comment:
"Curiosity is the lust of the mind," said the philosopher.
I say keep the shoes color-coordinated, and everything else falls into place.
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