Inspiration for the Soul
A Philosopher’s Stone
Knowledge is never free. It is paid for by the hard work of digging deep into the recesses of what is not only readily available to us but found in the work of digging itself. When we go beyond the Facebook post, the Tweet, or the newest viral video on social media, we see that what is presented in essence is an illusion. A word my son is learning this week in 7th grade. But what is behind an illusion?
Illusions are abound. However, few, if any, as Juvenal stated, are willing to go to the further step of doing the bucket work needed to determine if what is on the surface is indeed true. All students of history know to go to the primary source information. They tell the truth of what happened at the time it happened. They are not bent on subjectivities common to second, third, or even more distant-hand information. Are we “Smarter than a 5th Grader,” the old game show asks? I don’t know? Do we have the patience or even the fortitude to dig just one degree deeper into a subject before we base opinions on third or worst-hand sources wrapped up in a pretty picture?
The price of knowledge is work. The reward of work is freedom. That freedom is radiant, a much greater perspective than the dark nature of blowing with the never-ceasing winds of social change.
Blessings, my friends. May knowledge possess you as you engage the ultimate journey to advance confidently in the direction of your dreams.
2 responses to “The Price of Knowledge”
The first difficulty in digging is that our world of instant/ hurry does not naturally lend itself to such long term activity. The second difficulty is, once we dig to the center the world of black and white fades into shades of gray. While it is a popular wall paint color, people struggle with living in the uncertainties of a world in gray-scale.
It is in the grey that we can begin to redefine the person we are becoming. That puts some boundaries to the murky waters of the grey scale. Thank you for sharing your comments.