ALine

Oh how I wish to defeat this demon of laziness. The bias of the mind which prevents me from seeing the beauty of the world. That inner that says, "you do not need to learn, for it is the games of those more keen to it than you. Sleep for all of eternity. rest now child for it is meant only for those chosen to defy god. To pluck from his apple of reason. You wish not to defy the infinitely all knowable do you." Oh but I do, I wish to grasp the apple and bite at its core. To give up my mere existence to view the world as not just sheets of paper but as intricate systems, oozing with the beyond infinitely unknowable. I will not listen to you demon or angel or whatever creature you may claim to be from some delusion of myself and of man. For I know that in any sense I will die. And even if I die, I would prefer to look onto the world laying on my back resting upon the shoulders of giants than sit atop a tower of my own mere delusion.