“The art of knowing is knowing what to ignore.”
Rumi

The world is a scary place
There is beauty and good and positivity and I try to focus on it
But the more I learn, the more I am disappointed and the more I am scared
I want to spend life entranced and interested and curious
But the more I learn, the more I am disappointed and frightened
Is this it? Will I ever be able to kick this feeling?
Will I ever be able to wake up one day and be content, despite all of the knowledge that I have of the world?
Or will I only be able to find contentedness by ignoring my knowledge?
Will I have to ignore what I know to be happy?
Is that what I am doing now to be happy?
Is there ever true, genuine, lasting happiness with everything that is going on in this messy, messy world?
Or will we have to fake ignorance to find fleeting moments of satisfaction?
Some interesting food for thought:
thanks for reading. xo,
Emma