Knowledge is power.

That is my saying in life. The past couple of nights I have decided that too much knowledge is not good! Like what the actual fuck.

What am I supposed to do with all this knowledge?

Write a book? Tell someone? Forget about it, or stop listening, it’s my choice which is obvious, but I also forget normally as soon as someone has spoken to me or done some digging myself.

Knowledge is destruction and that is not my thing anymore, I want peace and happiness for my children as well as me.

Just remember though, I don’t always forget everything.