Truth really is like a bad smell, or a scar. Once you find it, it sticks to you like a rotten layer of skin, it slashed at your heart and leaves a mark forever. Once you know, you can no longer unlearn that knowledge, can you? The difficulty in searching for the truth isn’t the blind search itself, it is the question as to how one will cope with the burden of a truth uncovered.

Knowing is based on the same difficulty. The hardest part isn’t to learn, it is about knowing what to do with such knowledge. So many people know so many things, yet they will squander that knowledge away, either by using it rashly, or not at all.

The notion of balance is at the heart of humanity, and without it, there can be no peace, no harmony. Only chaos. One reason we have thinking brains is to allow us to find that balance, a balance that can be found in nature, for instance, where each species completes another (whether to feed or help reproduction) via instincts. Man does not act on instinct alone, therefore he wanders blindly in nature, creating more chaos, but his thinking abilities are there to allow him to find his own balance.


I wonder if dark things aren’t supposed to happen to all of us for good things to follow down the line. I can’t tell, it’s too early in my own life story.

I really think sciences (maths and physics alike) are all about the mechanics of the world as far as the senses and nature is concerned, but there is another face of reality that remains out of our reach because we choose to blind ourselves from it. Reality is what we make of it, just like everything else. We cage ourselves in preconceptions and social agreements that dictate what reality ought to be like, but I question what lies beyond the cage. It’s one of the toughest tasks...

How do you ever get to see beyond social dictats completely? The very human traits we share (having a language, a culture, etc) also form the basis of a prison for the mind. It’s like a catch 22 situation, here. On the one hand, you need that prison to grow a minimal form of reason and human-like behaviour, on the other, it already condemns you to see only through society’s eyes.

I suppose the key is to be able to slowly take down every social dictat that keeps you in a mental cell, until no rule remains, and you are free to stare at what lies beyond the social cage... But when all the walls have been taken down, a giant, terrifying void springs up in their place, and it’s just as easy to get lost in a fog. I should know, for I have reached that place.

What am I, in the end, if not an explorer of the mind? Some people choose to visit the four corners of the globe, others will become expert in a certain field, like a language, subject or a craft, and I choose to delve into my own mind to uncover as many aspects as I can while I am one with that brain I was born with. If you only get one life, then to me it appears more important to get to know myself as deeply as I humanly can, rather than wasting time trying to get what is outside of me.