It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Learning and acquiring knowledge is a favorite past time of mine. Not in the classic school room sense (BORING) mind you...but just the desire and thirst to learn as much as I can, and quickly.
Why? Why is the hunger for knowledge so important and strong? They (them again!) say that knowledge is power. Is it power that I seek? I don't know about that. It would be nice. Although it sounds more nice than it probably is. Power over others, well it depends what kind. To be smarter? sure. To be richer? No. To be more influential? No, that's not it either. The power to help? Yeah that would be good. The power to make a difference? Yeah that seems to be it.
The power to make a positive difference - now that's a goal. Does it take knowledge to accomplish that, or just luck? Perhaps both. Luck though goes with any form of success naturally. What knowledge about the 1984 Detroit Tigers statistics can make the world a better place? How can that "useless" information change the world?
It's in my head...and it won't go away anytime soon. So much information stuck in my head. So much time spent on learning, reading, exploring things that were/are of interest at the time..the ultimately might not mean much.
Yes to fulfill the self with items and topics of interest is important. However why is it important? Why does it make me happy inside knowing about the 84 Tigers, yet at the same time I recognize it is probably pointless. I'd win a trivia contest...OK but that's short lived. I can share in conversation with others of like mind? - great but again that's short lived as well.
What is the everlasting gobstopper of acquired knowledge? Where is it? John Galt, do you have it?