Living each day much muchier
Not knowing is another form of torture
If you compromise with your own conscience, you weaken it.
We’ve all faced the question … do I want to know?
When you’re paused on the brink of information that might change your view of someone or potentially hurt, you wonder, is ignorance bliss?
It feels like being given the option to wound yourself or not.
Sometimes we choose to only see part of the truth – the part that suits us. We think that if we keep the rest of the truth out of sight, it’s out of mind.
We create a philosophical bubble around our happiness. It’s our own little world where certain truths apply.
It’s so beautiful, so magical here. Why would we care about the rest? Why should we?
But… it catches up with you.
Unacknowledged truth is like Poe’s telltale heart.
Ok, there are legitimately some things you don’t need to know. You don’t want to read someone’s diary – their raw emotion doesn’t represent how they feel about you overall. You don’t need to know the details of ex lovers. You don’t need to participate in gossip – it’s a tarted up half-truth at best.
Yet, sometimes you know you’re falsely turning a blind eye. If you’re not living with integrity, it hurts your heart, especially if you start filling in the blanks with shifting shapes and monsters.
Not knowing becomes another form of torture.
Tear up the planks! here, here! –It is the beating of his hideous heart!
If you find yourself paused at that precipice of knowing … caressing the fruit of good and evil with your fingertips … if you find yourself asking ‘do I want to know?’ maybe the answer lies in this question instead.
Are you better off not knowing… or is it just that knowing might force you to make a decision you don’t want to make?