Greedy. Insatiable. Gluttonous purveyor of the unobtainable.
A collector of knowledge stacked to the sky like a house of cards
leaning into the wind. I devoured insight like a wolf scraping every bit from
brittle bones. I consumed opportunities for observation until I lost sight. A sage devoid of soul. An attempt to grow stunted by failure to think outside that crystal box. My delight in creating a world too complex muted satisfaction. My bankroll of facts left me destitute. And then, an epiphany.
A mission to gather without consuming is suicide.
Finally I understand
the simplicity of life