Curiosity & Karma

Time to time I find myself indulging in the endless archive of information which lies at my finger tips. Digging through files upon files of text based lifeforms. When the world is so readily available, you tend to find your mind wandering about questions which have remained unanswered, some tang of hope lying in a crevice in your brain of trying to find reassurance where it is not, or should not, be needed.

There is no more true statement then Curiosity Killed the Cat. Curiosity is just as much of a nagging bitch as karma. The two go hand in hand quite well, I'm afraid. But if curiosity killed the cat, obviously there must be someone else at fault, am I right? That is just how the world rolls. It is never your fault. Always push the blame onto someone or something else. Well, curiosity may have killed the cat indeed, but ignorance pushed it. Over the cliff into the damn abyss.

If curiosity won't kill you, you can guarantee Karma will be sitting there like a camping sniper guarding the only exit. Karma will shoot you and send your mind into a guilt trip for taking that path. The inevitability of predictable outcomes will never abandon us.

I hope I never end up like that cursed cat, exiled from the 12 zodiacs. Just imagine falling forever, down down down. A never ending black hole. Tisk tisk. Damn gullible cat.

Passionately lost in thought,
~Chiko<3