Ledge

I feel heavy. I can't explain it, but there's so much running through my mind.

In the highway of the mind it seems as though each driver is attracted to a different sector whether geekdom, knowledge, cleverness, sagacity, or wisdom. I marvel at my geek counterparts and their thirst for highly superficial details on society that only they would know through search and seizure and a hunger for more whether by the mind of an engineer or a lust for Star Trek.

Knowledge comes in spades and I don't know how in the world people are able to lump so many facts and thoughts into one mind. There's been times that I've just sat and watched Jeopardy just because I was so fascinated that a person could know so many random things, which in my own prejudice I end up labeling as trivial.

In truth, there is no such thing as trivial or idle. Everything is a part of a highly performed composition of interchanging pieces so to say that one aspect of anything is trivial is denying it's purpose and the chance that it can and will influence another component's existence. To say a person is trivial is as if to say they have absolutely no potential to affect you, and that seems a bit harsh and closed minded/hearted.

Cleverness inspires me greatly. Alice seems to be a queen of this land and all that is liberal celebrates her from the Matrix to post modern theories. It's the exploration of "why" alongside proving a point within a new journey. I can see why this is celebrated, and also why I like it since my mind is distinctly abstract and even though I appreciate order and structure, I can't deny that my mind is not a fluid structure but rather progressive, spiraling, and like a deep ocean. I applaud a blend of sporadic and planned; I fear being too confined by structure and being lost in circles from my more free-spirited friends. Anyway, cleverness is adorned for it's conclusions and how it came to those conclusions.

My favorite avenue of all, the one I can't help but be attracted to, is hands down wisdom. No matter how well someone can break a part a machine or delve into a list of names of Babylonian kings, it means nothing to me in comparison to truths, what makes the human mind tick, where we are headed, how we should live, the potential consequences, and the probing questions that unlock doors and gateways into meadows of exalted peace. I adore Socrates and how much he annoyed his born given society. He had a drive for the ethical and the spiritual, which is something I connect with.

Wisdom brings broad truth, understanding, perspective, hope, and beyond some of the other paradigms of the mind -- virtue. There's so many compartments of the mind and to sum them up in one word states is fairly heinous, but wisdom is like a whisper that ripples through a tide of insanity, completely changing its course. If wisdom exists than I believe order can be established, for if wisdom did not exist then wouldn't we be satisfied with chaos?

I don't know. These are the imperfect thoughts that are swirling around in my mind today.