"Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety!"
--W. Shakespeare, Antony and Cleopatra
This is what I feel about knowledge. The more you know, the more unsatisfied you become. You want more and more knowledge. You want to learn everything about everything. There is no particular motivation for learning. Learning itself is the motivation. The desire to learn is a fire within you, which you cannot quell in any manner.
Perhaps, this very inability to disengage myself from learning, the very fire within me that torment me all the time, this unquenchable thirst for knowledge, to master new and advanced knowledge, the guilt that arise within me when I am aware that I have not learnt enough yet..... Perhaps, this is my psychological trauma, the chaos within me.
But I am powerless. I give up the struggle to be stable, sane and calm. I submit myself to the fire within me. I imagine that I am a machine, a learning machine. I am a machine that continuously learns. Only limit is the limit of my brain, intellectual capacity and ability to imagine and remember.
Oh, my non-existent god!** Please watch over me and save me from being eaten by wolves.
(**"Oh, my non-existent god!" is my copyrighted phrase. Don't copy without prior permission. You will be
