Knowledge

In an embarrassing recollection of a very trying time in my life I think back to the moment in my apartment and the moment when I was so upset and angry with myself that I had walked down the hallway and hit myself on the head seven time and called myself stupid while I did it, no one else needed to call me stupid or dense though I had heard from the world plenty of times that very sentiment, I have heard from the world all the mistakes I had made, I have learned that the world will tell you exactly what you’ve done wrong and how and where you’re lacking- but I have also found out in the world there are many wonderful and amazing things to learn some of those things around the world saved my life. Philosophy and religion are a vast expanse of knowledge with deep wells to discover and many have tried to understand and in traversing it I do not think that any man or woman is able to ever comprehend what is only Gods to know. There are all kinds of smarts in the world and all kinds of intelligence but they are very different, you’re the smartest kind of stupid I think comes in to play when you have this knowledge why sentry you using it or when people bring up common sense. Common sense knowledge I think can vary- what is common to you may not be common to me. For example in Asia there are multiple ways to describe rice, whereas in America only one. And in America we have multiple ways to describe beef/pork or meat and many in cultures on that side of the world do not eat meat or pork at all. Knowledge can be good and it can also be dangerous.