Joy : Learning

At a certain point one experiences knowledge acquisition (is it a “thing” to have, or an activity to do? or both?), learning, like expanding repertoire for a professional musician.

A day of research, study and reading feels like an increasing conversation for all the voices in one’s head.

It seems endless, for one thing, and like an ultimate “wonder of the world” – an intricate gargantuan and beautiful or awe-inspiring architecture – on another.

I attain these sorts of cumulative swells where each thing I ingest, no matter how remote in time, place, genre, subject, voice or style, seems to recall another voice, argument, demonstration, idea or style and synthetically weaves larger and larger universes of facts, names, concepts, rhythms and perspectives.

It is breathtaking and elating. As if boundaryless and eternal and full of an infinity of details, each their own delight. The impossibility of boredom, exhaustion, comprehension. For the insatiable, or those who go at eliminating the hole by trying to cut it out, the edges just grow wider, more enormous.

Which can also give one the sense of void and vortex. The spiraling braid of information and interpretation fraying abysmally in all directions. A sort of ennui of overwhelm. A stunned gluttony.

But, incapable of finishing prior to death and its elimination, the loom of mind keeps on whirring, constructing colors and patterns I’d never dreamed, yet, inevitably, others have, or did in the thinking, and it grows again.

The age-old cliché that the more you know the more you know that you do not know…absolutely and bewilderingly true. As you increase vocabularies of disciplines, the areas enabled just keep opening up or tangling in to new vistas. Talk about addictive and satisfaction in the endless pursuit! What an ecstatic paradox!

Your capacities, muscles for engaging, increase, and you just keep on exercising them on an inexhaustible supply – the compendium of human and world and all that is stitching them together!

Work it!!!