“Ignorance is the root of misfortune” (Plato)

“Ignorance is bliss” (Anonymous)

How do you square this circle? πŸ˜‚

One could say that your area of ignorance MUST be entrusted for the sake of your life.

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Imagine a little child licking his favourite ice cream with a sensor bomb in it. The time bomb only waiting to sense the touch of his tongue.
On one hand, ignorance is bliss. At the same time, ignorance creates the misfortune.

How is this not us every single day of our lives? One second you thought that, that something is intended to bring you pain/ please but it brings you its converse.

To what then should our ignorance be entrusted to? Well… what better entrustment is there to give our ignorance to than to give our ignorance to knowledge? You could see my previous statement from the literal and figurative sense.

Figuratively, you need to entrust your ignorance to the non-bliss and troublesome labour of knowing – #TeachThyself

Literally, you come to an understanding that you can either get the infinite into your head or get your head into the infinite. Thus is somewhat the nature of truth-knowing. To get the infinite into your head would akin to madness, an instability of feeble humanity. But to get your head into the infinite of knowing … now, that is a thing of beauty, potential and power’s petrol. Alas, this is not enough, as ignorance still remains. How does one solve this dilemma of ignorance?

It depends on how one believes regarding the nature of knowledge and it’s compatibility with entrustment. Would infinite knowledge be impersonal, it would be similar to sitting on an impersonal chair and trusting that such chair would not let me fall. So I rest my weight on it completely. But there is a problem with this anecdote, the problem is that I know the chair. So comparing my ability to trust an impersonal chair to my ability to trust an impersonal infinite knowledge would be futile for all purpose of logical practicability.

The other would be personal infinite knowledge. Knowledge, as an abstract entity, does “it” “know” it “knows” that it “knows” – ad infinitum – that it exists? Such is a more convincing notion for the humanly unfathomable singularity of infinite knowledge. Is “infinite knowledge” conscious? I think so … for to be knowledge and not-know of your existence would be a logical contradiction, a self-defeating metaphysics.

By rules of logic, I highly believe this. Thus, I can entrust my ignorance to infinite knowledge because infinite knowledge… or #Omniscience. Omniscience is who we call “#God”.

But to #WhichGod shall I entrust my ignorance. Can HE/ SHE be trusted? Will HE/SHE bring to my fate misfortune for my ignorance … both my willing ignorance and my unwilling ignorance.

Only in the holistic aesthetic contrariety and complexity of the personality of Jesus Christ, HIS historicity and HIS theological doctrine do I see “infinite knowledge” that loves me unconditionally.

Allah does not love unconditionally – that is an emotionless ideological fact… not an emotional insult.
Buddha does not love unconditionally – that is an emotionless ideological fact… not an emotional insult.
African gods and other Pagan gods from Greek, Egypt, Hinduism do not love unconditionally- that is an emotionless ideological fact… not an emotional insult.
Feelings are good and facts don’t care about your feelings.

Which God, is crazy in love enough to historically come to earth and die for the sins of his torturers (both you and me) and still continue to love us? #OnlyJesus

CONCLUSION: So in my search living ignorantly, I entrust my ignorance to both the figurative and literal quest for knowledge. I #WorkHard to receive more knowledge and #RestHard to receive more love. Both are not mutually exclusive, they can both happen.

For love without knowledge is a fantasy driven feat often leading to sad desperation of beautiful fireworks grasping for the last bit of atmosphere to shine in. One minute here, the next gone.
And knowledge without love is scary. Who would trust it?
But love – especially unconditional love, not the love that resembles prostitution (i.e., give me something πŸ’ΈπŸ’΅πŸ’΄ and I will love you), but loves for its own sake – in knowledge of how bad, dirty, filthy, evil and sinful you are but still chooses to love you nonetheless … now, praying in Jesus’ name is a human experience I am privileged to have that, that which I do not know (yet) is in truly good hands.


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