Knowledge = The Fruit of Life (Revisited)

Knowledge breeds growth.
Growth breeds experience.
Experience breeds succulent rewards that are yours to enjoy forever.

In order to appreciate something, you must understand it for what it is, not reject it only because its something you've never experienced.
With that being said, people need to wake up and take in the aroma of things that they've never smelled before, so to speak.

The avenue I've chosen for myself has been the wide world of metaphysical sciences. Such things are infinite by nature.
Perhaps this is why I'm so intrigued.

A good friend of mine is obsessed with music.
Sure, he enjoys listening to it.
But making it is his passion.
I can completely relate.
Although I haven't had the time to reach the level of skill he's reached instrumentally, we share the same drive.
Both of us very ambitious.
That is because we are both captivated with infinity.
7 notes.
C, D, E, F, G, A, B comprises the whole musical spectrum.
Every song you've ever heard and will ever hear is made up of 7 notes or less.
This is the basis of music theory.
If one actually masters this art of such magnitude the world would be at his/her fingertips.
For example, if this person was me, and you were to tell me to play you a happy song, simple calculated and measured noises played correctly would literally provide you with a shift in your emotional state.
You would actually feel happy.
The same example would be true for any other emotion one could feel.
These sounds...
These wave vibrations from whatever instrument that may played effect our psyche to the point where it changes our brains chemical balances at any given time.

Each random, obscure fact that we as individuals absorb into our noggins, melds who we are.
Knowledge is what connects us.
Experience is what makes us.
Since the past (as well as everything else in existence, as shown below)

- http://www.crystalinks.com/holographic.html

- Or if you don't feel like reading, watch this for clarity.

...exists in our minds, we are literally a product of reasoning.
Everything on our plane of existence as well as every other plane of existence has an origin.

Even our concept of gravity cant escape the inevitability.
Whatever gravity actually is, it shows evidence of being the offspring of another energy (and/or existence) by it even existing in the first place. There is nothing in existence that lacks a reason behind its manifestation. Our brains work the exact same way, and the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

Woodsy

La Fin Du Monde.

Breathtaking.

Never in my life have I ever felt such a feeling of stupendous courage. To know that I am right is a spark so bright in my mind, I wish the same for the world. You could see it for yourself if we all had futuristic electroencephalographic-ish goggles to see our cognitive processes flash with conviction within the darkness of each others skulls; We would resemble walking candles burning at the wick; Beacons of light to embark upon.

Within my existence on this planet, I've come to realize that we live in a very dark society. One that captures the essence of man and has the audacity to lasso it back into its respective herd. Not many think for themselves since its not expected of them. It's easy to follow, not many are bothered with being told what to do. It's even easier to believe what is seen by you on your televisions. These dead boxes really don't tell you what to do. Do they? The fact that one person owns about 1/6 of the media you've ever experienced in your life time should say a lot about the "different" drum you think your beating to. TV tells you what to eat, what to wear, how to act, who to emulate, where to go... I'd go on, but I'm no Howard Beale and I don't have that kind of time at this juncture. Only sheep need shepherd. Remember that.
The imagination is a very powerful tool; in fact, it's the tool. Without it there would be no use, only because there would be nothing to use. Such an attribute has given us... well... whatever we could ever imagine. When we're kids, we make believe. Pretend. Play doctor. House. Cops and robbers. All passed down to us from generation to generation. I.E. When I was four, there was no way on Earth you could tell me that I wasn't a superhero. I made capes out of blankets... wore goggles... the whole shebang. I wish I could feel that same feeling again. That "knowing" is what makes people live their dreams. Dreams are imagined. (Case in point, the line between the past, present and future is only as thin as you make it. No different from what you think you remember in the past.)
And my dream is to help save the world from itself.
The world as we know it always seems to be teetering on threats of terrorism and chaos. If you live comfortably without concern in this world as you know it, you may see it crumble all around you someday (Exhibit A: http://tinyurl.com/cqc8ey Exhibit B: http://tinyurl.com/cvsfhe). If you can imagine better for your future than what you've been told, I implore you, let. me. know. To actually thrive amongst like-minded individuals on the cusp of human thought and achievement shouldn't be frightening at all. It is fear (not hate) that is the opposite of love. I've reached the end of the world I've been shown by its inhabitants and there is more to see. I would tell you all that there is a light at the end of the tunnel, however, there is no reason to hinder your focal point by painting everything around it black when the light is why you probably lost track of time reading this.
My, does time fly.

Woodsy