The Thirst for Knowledge
Never does the thirst for knowledge cease, wanting to know, evolving and creating from anew, from the first sight, Dali’s ‘Dream Caused by the Flight of a Bee Around a Pomegranate a Second Before Awakening’, the curious mind was opened. Seeing for the first time, a consilience evolved: viewing and seeking wisdom in its diverse forms. Asking questions, forever challenging visions presented to me, never seeking conformity. They have tried to imprison and compartmentalise my mind. Who I am, dictate that I have to ask questions about the mirrors cast before me. To capture my reflection in the eyes of others and to understand them and self. It is thus reciprocal.
For, in looking at others, I see the person as imagined; this, to a certain extent, defines the image captured, a catalyst: a symbiotic synthesis. But, never do I forget, who I am, the values that guide me and the experience that has shaped me, paramount are humility and humanity; they are my guiding light. I smell the rainforest I am thus. I was the boy walking barefoot through the foliage, the trees were my friends as were the insects and birds. There were dangers, but I felt protected. Perpetually living in the present, I will not allow others to deflect me from seeing, with joy and vision, the beauty in everyday existence…life is not a penance to be lived in eternal regret…being rather than always desiring to have…I seek not divinities, deities, corporate gurus or other imaginings. I look up at the night sky and whatever it is I see is enough to fill me with awe and insignificance, and so I strive to create and understand. Quenching my thirst, knowledge, whether produced or it is, so be it…my vision of the divine never to be predefined by blind vision.