by Solomon Osadolor

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DISCLAIMER: This writer allegedly suffers from delusions of grandeur and narcissism. Reader’s discretion is advised.
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1. “Some people have the Messiah Complex; they need to save the world. Some others have got the Rubik’s Complex; they need to solve a puzzle.”~Dr. Wilson(Tv character).

I’m a hound. I hunt for information; any information that riles my need-to-know radar- and that can be almost anything. There’s one problem, though: i’m lost in the Amazon, chasing one faint scent after another. I raise my head up from a kill to savour the ensuing transient satisfaction, only to have a myriad other scents waft along my senses, titillating the ravenous longing inside me. The thirst, it drives me… I think that’s what they call curiosity. I’m awed by the vastness of what i don’t yet know.

I’m a sponge. I hold water. My convolutions, many they be, try but in vain to retain all the fluid in their grasp. There’s just one problem: how does a sponge fare in the Atlantic? In a bid to feel up(sic) the other parts, i must let go of the quarry my convolutions hold. The cycle never stops…

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2. “My son, be wiser than your friend but do not tell him.” ~Erm, ICantRecallWho

Knowledge is a burden. I know somethings I sometimes wish I didn’t but, frankly, I’d sooner kick myself for knowing I didn’t know them.(see what i did there? Le sigh.) And I’ll admit, there’s always that brutal urge to tell what you know every now and then in conversations. It annoys the heck out of some of my friends that I seem to always have something to say, and quite authoritatively, too- and that’s the part that miffs them- about almost everything(er, you guys can stop grinning now). Obviously, I get it w.. wr… wrong sometimes( *sigh*Ok, it’s like rarely, really). I wouldn’t say I’m a genius(sadly, that word is loosely tossed around nowadays). I just happen to sift data more than the average bloke out there. *straight face*

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3. “ignorance is bliss.”~ Anon.

What you don’t know won’t hurt you, right? I’ve had conversations with people and come away thinking, ‘how does that guy be content when he doesn’t even know about this?’ (funny, seeing how I myself, supposedly armed with the info, am not content and at peace. Sigh). Seriously, I’m undone by the sheer contentment (or is it conceit?) of some people I meet who aren’t the least bit curious about much of anything. These people have achieved ataraxia and rarely worry about grandiouse issues. They aren’t necessarily unintelligent folks. They just aren’t curious about much. And they’re happy.

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I’m a sponge. I hold water. My convolutions, many they be, try but in vain to retain all the fluid in their grasp. There’s just one problem: how does a sponge fare in the Atlantic? In a bid to feel up(sic) the other parts, i must let go of the quarry my convolutions hold. The cycle never stops…

4. LAST WORDS…
Curious people aren’t necessarily unhappy. The reverse is also true. There’s even a chance both states aren’t mutually exclusive. But I’d posit there aren’t many(if, indeed, there are) people who have attained a perfect equilibrium between being a sponge(that sinks to take in the water) and the can (that floats atop it). There’s far too much info out there to get your head spinning that you wouldn’t really find time to be giddy or “happy” just for the heck of it.

I totally dig witty banter (methinks i’m sapiosexual-ish) and I’m blessed to be surrounded by really smart friends- some of whom stimulate me to keep learning new stuff. And when I do meet people who, sort of, live by the mantra: “What you don’t know won’t hurt you,” I sometimes admire the ‘cocoon of bliss’ they live in(though It’s tempting to rupture it ever so often with ‘knowledge’).

I admit, I’m not the happiest kid on the block- but I’m happy nonetheless. And, as curious as I keep saying I am(ahem *rme*), there’s a ton of things I’m unsure of. That’s probably why I stay curious. And i do have my own ‘happy’ moments, of course.

But if I had to choose between being “happy” or “smart” it wouldn’t be a gruelling call.

Which would you rather be???

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Solomon Uyi-Osadolor blogs at www.soloxpress.blogspot.com

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