know a lot of things. Oh God are there a lot of things that I know. Useless tidbits of trivia boil over like fluttering water in the fountain that is my brain, over and over. The fountain is forever expanding (or so it seems) as more and more information is piled up higher and higher. But then again, there is an exponential amount of things I do not know.
Think about all the things you do not know. The amount of information you hold is an atom in the entire solar system. It is less than a single grain of sand on the bottom of the Atlantic. You do not know Vincent Gregorson’s grandparents’ anniversary. You do not know the speed of a specific bear as it chased a doe on April 17th, 2008. Of every single piece of fact or data or word or date or morsel of information ever created, or could have have happened, we don’t know anything.
So sometimes I say I don’t know. And guess what? It’s true. I mean, I like to think of myself as a pretty wise person but then then again, what do I know?
Written 5 May 10 @ 08:36pm