[靜思][迴響] I don't know

    For us human beings, knowledge is mainly the result of accumulation of words, instead of just genes.  We are not born to be what we are.  We LEARN to be what we are. Most of the things we know are what the others teach us.  How true are those truths?  Are they over-simplified?  Are they out-dated?  Are they built upon false assumptions?  Is it silly to doubt, or not to doubt?  I don't know.

    Are all men created equal?  Are we born with the original sin?  If this life is for a pay-off, then how much suffer can redeem the happily-ever-after?  If a tragedy is always deeper than a comedy, why do we want to happy?  Why do we deserve to be?

    And the fact is, most people in this world live in pain.  Most effort pursuing happiness are in vain.  All the fairy tales seem to be merely white lies for one thousand and one nights.  Just oddly, I am a happy person, and it is hard to deny the accuse of "You don't know" or "You don't understand".

    Maybe deep in my soul, the original desire is to be shallow.  Therefore I am shallow.  I don't know.  I don't understand.  Life is a game, and there are rules.    Eh, I mean guidelines.  If you play by the book, you will never win a lottery. (How can you win if you never buy in?)  But I can hardly have sympathy for people who bet blindly and lose everything in the casinos.  Safety first.

     I don't know if the answer to life, the universe, and everything is 42.  I don't know how to expect for a prince if I don't need a rescue.  I don't know.  Let's see.