I can never get enough satisfaction from the bits and pieces of knowledge that I've gained. The more I gain, the less I feel that the curiosity of my mind has been answered. I guess my mind will always be an empty vessel. It sucks in every words that I read and absorbs every concepts and theories that come in my way. But all it does is leave too much room for more curiosity to entail. My mind demands for too much thought-provoking affairs and too much analysis in order for it to hold its power. My internal mind is curious for the unknown to make room for more unknowns. The unknowns, which are external, make up the elements that peacefully and chaotically hold the world that I live in.
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