Pestimist and Optimist
I have actually been accused of being too happy. I have been called smiley, happy and jolly. Despite eveyrthing that has transpired in my short life time I can still find the positive. This is quite the opposing effect that my husband has. He is the epitome of pesitmisim. I love him dearly and have to shake my head quite often, but again he is the ultimate description of how my life is. I live in the world of "Ying, Yang", "Kharma, Dharma" and "Black, White". I truly attract the opposite poles of life. My children are even complete opposites but that really is part of life. I believe that we are all innately good and due to some chemical, enviromental, emotional or social influence our lives are tumbled into their current state. The beauty of this theory is we continue to tumble, therfore we continue to envolve so there is hope even for the most diehard pestimist or doomsayer.
I know from personal experience my life has envolved on many levels. I am far from being finished and the edges are always rough. Like a sponge I absorb every molecule that permeates my enviroment. I enjoy learning new things and sharing them with others. I have also slowly learned and still am learning to not share. I do not like being thought of as a know it all. I find it very unsettling when people come to me thinking that I have the answers. What is even more unsettling is when I do have the answer. How can I describe the draining expectations that come from my brain? I truly believe ignorance can be bliss. I have many times literally bit my tongue to keep my mouth from shouting out the answer. My brain just doesn't stop wanting to know more. I have to know, I have to know. It is not gossip it is knowledge I want know. I am constantly looking for the challenge and this at most times is not a consciencous effort. I know have angered many and astounded others. If they only knew it is enjoyable going in not necessarily coming out.
I know from personal experience my life has envolved on many levels. I am far from being finished and the edges are always rough. Like a sponge I absorb every molecule that permeates my enviroment. I enjoy learning new things and sharing them with others. I have also slowly learned and still am learning to not share. I do not like being thought of as a know it all. I find it very unsettling when people come to me thinking that I have the answers. What is even more unsettling is when I do have the answer. How can I describe the draining expectations that come from my brain? I truly believe ignorance can be bliss. I have many times literally bit my tongue to keep my mouth from shouting out the answer. My brain just doesn't stop wanting to know more. I have to know, I have to know. It is not gossip it is knowledge I want know. I am constantly looking for the challenge and this at most times is not a consciencous effort. I know have angered many and astounded others. If they only knew it is enjoyable going in not necessarily coming out.
Swelling beyond its means
the sponge in my head
cries for more.
How do I stop it and when is it enough?
From the simple to the complicated
From the basic to the techinical
My senses absorb it all
Compute in
Information out
Serendipity 2005
posted by Kimberly | 6:14 AM
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