i was just thinking about this the other day. what is it that makes one an intellectual? i know i will never be one. dont have enough power over language to even sound like one. but at the end of the day is it worth it, to have noble ideas and not have the ability to communicate them in a language that is decodeable?

after ACJ, the most overused term in my life is 'pseudo', for obvious reasons.

intellectualism sometimes brings along with itself a certain arrogance that just refuses to let you get down from your high and mighty position and communicate, simply. the most obvious observations are then worded in the most cumbersome manner and reeks of pretentiousness.

according to J.Krishnamurthy, accumulating knowledge is like accumulating wealth. and that you have to abandon knowledge to seek the truth. i dunno how one can abandon knowledge.

well, i think there are somethings that are beyond me. Like i will never look at a drop of water or a coffee stain and start off philosophising or write a poem about. i think i am too grounded in reality. i dunno what i will become but an intellectual i will never be. and i dunno if i will ever regret it.

well, that's one career option down. haha.