Ignorance is bliss when peril is not anticipated, when no dissipation lurks in the mind, yet , though at times pardonable, we must not freely give our minds to its clutches , fetters that seldom leave without one being maimed. The mind must be rid of the dirt, the grit of its scathing debris. This may be attained in ways varied, books being a more sure way I must admit. If you should desire some knowledge from me, I would give it to you, if I did have it, in plain language, in the spoken word, yet if what you would desire be a deeper trough of it, I should add that you grant me time to put it in writing , for then I would be more precise ,more accurate than if I were to throw up a mumble of words in concert, speaking, unless of course I did that while reading.
But that's not my point, this is: that one ,if not all, distance him/herself from willful ignorance, with the exception to that which corrupts the fabric of morality, or that which is humanly unatainable, or that which is a prerogative of the divine; for not all things are within our grasp.
One who is in the 'know' does not feast on fables, speculations or uncanny opinions, often replete with falsity. All mattters, in whatever sphere of life; religion, politics, or that which may be termed science, must be carefully scrutinized or studied directly, or indirectly through the aid of others, before we fix our feet firmly in the ground. Speculation and superstition find a neat hub in ignorance ,dare not dock at its port...
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