Curiosity and the Curiousness of it all

Again, I’m working on a Monday night so I apologize for my lateness in posting but I've been sleeping all day. I’ve tried to think about what to write about and then I looked at facebook and the answer came to me.

Curiosity.

It’s kind of a funny thing, actually. It’s how I always start a story after all. You see, the funny thing about me is, I kind of always write a story backwards. The ending always comes to me first and then when I have it perfect I say…well, what got these people in this story to this point? See? That one little seed of curiosity is what takes an ending to a middle and a beginning.

Right now I’m looking at my facebook page and it tells me someone has answered a question about me. Cool. So I click where it tells me to click to find out what the question was and what the answer was. Not so simple, it appears. The question and answer are listed…the person who answered what question with what answer is not. But, for the small price of fifty questions I answer to gain fifty coins, I can pick one question and find out who answered it.

Now, if it were one question, or maybe two…not so much a huge deal. Problem is, there’s twenty to thirty questions answered and I don’t have the time to answer all the questions required to find out who answered what questions about me. So what are my other options? It looks like my other options consist of paying money to attain these all powerful coins the unlock these answers.

My question is…what is the price of curiosity?

It’s a powerful thing. The drive for knowledge will push people to limits they didn’t even know they had. Am I going to spend hours answering questions to get the answers to who answered what questions about me? No, probably not. Will I spend money to know these answers? Definitely not. Do I want to know? Yes, I suppose. However, the questions are somewhat inconsequential to my everyday life. It’s not going to drive me crazy if I don’t know. But, I’ll still wonder.

The truth is, most of those questions were probably answered by people who were just looking to figure out who said what on a question for them and therefore their answer didn’t require any thought on their part, they’re just on their own quest for information. It’s crazy, right?

It’s kind of like the fundamental force that drives our whole lives. The more you think about it, the more you’ll realize, we are all on a constant quest for information. Every day we talk to people and we take conversations home and pick them apart in our heads, trying to figure out if people were sincere in what they said…what they really meant when they said this or that… It’s almost like we lack the ability to take something at face value, we have to find the real meaning of everything. Which means we’ve basically talked ourselves into believing that everything in the world around us is false and will always be false therefore we must constantly analyze everything for its real meaning…

It could, and often does, drive a person insane. Hence the madness that has led this entire post. Funny how one small post on facebook has led me to this whole train of thought. These are the things I think about and lead to insomnia on my part. Because I’m curious. I’m one of those annoying people that needs to know what’s going on at all times and picks apart everything and drives myself crazy with questions I don’t have answers to.

So I come back to my original question…what is the price of your curiosity? What do you most want to know? If you had the chance to ask one question and have the absolute utter and complete truth with no catch…what would your one question be? The problem is…the answer to one question always leads to another question…
Curiouser and curiouser…

As Alice would say…


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