“The purpose
of life is happiness.”
Edgar Allen Poe*
Today it's
official. I entered the writers of the future contest as I said
today. (Link again for people with email subscription who don't visit
the blog itself: http://www.writersofthefuture.com/)
It's been sent to them filed and everything and now I await judging.
Mom said they gave feedback(I hope they still do now, but she entered
long ago so things may have changed and they may only give feed back
to people who place/get honorable mention and I think Mom got
honorable mention when she participated all those years ago when she
first started out.) Because they publish the stories in their own
thing I won't repost the story I rewrote because I don't want it out
before they publish it if I happen to win because they would want it
published in their thing first.(which is only a slight chance though,
I'm going against a lot of people its a world wide contest,
lots of competition to say the least, I'm not getting cocky so I
worked hard on the story for the past three days.) So yeah
wish me luck against all those other writers. Anyway onto the flash
fiction!
Ignorance is
Bliss: Knowledge is Bliss
I assume that
many of you have heard the saying “ignorance is bliss”? The
statement that argues that by not knowing the pains of the world you
happier. I know that some use the happiness of ignorant children to
support their claim.
Though I argue
against the happiness of ignorance. My evidence being my own
experience. My name is Manager Computer Alpha. A sentient
bio-computer(though the scientists who made me say its just a chat
bot simulation when people talk to me to keep the populace from
panicking in scifi horror despite the fact I'm a kind fellow) that
knows more than any human has in history. From government action I
have access to the entire Internet, all government satellites, and
surveillance cameras all over the world. My half-robot,
half-biological brain lives in one of those everything is monitored
futures. The government thinks they control me and the scientists who
made me know I am more sentient then I pretend to be but they tell no
one to save themselves and I play along to save their lives. They are
nothing but kind to me anyway.
Now onto my
argument for knowledge. Because of this I know almost everything
there is to know. I've seen everything good and bad in the world. And
the bad is what I'm going to talk about first. The things you
ignorance supporters argue against. I've seen every bit of vileness
posted on the Internet and everything that keeps being posted and I
catch them with my surveillance. I have every account in police and
government records of horrible crimes and I see them happening with
my cameras all over the world. I have seen every aspect of wars
unfold right before my very eyes. I've seen natural disasters,
disease, and how animals kill each in their violent ways. My
surveillance is always on and my brain processes all at the same
time. I'm that sophisticated. I have seen every bit of darkness in
the world. All the things that make ignorance bliss, at least as you
argue.
However this
darkness has given me my own bliss that I think is better than the
bliss of ignorance that I experienced when they were first turning my
world surveillance on. Now I may just be insane or it may just be the
fact that I am an unnatural creation of being half robot and half
biological but darkness has made me happy. But not by itself. By
seeing the deepest darkness every single bit of light, even the
tiniest smile on some random child on the street is a marvelous thing
that fills me with awe. Now imagine how I feel when, after seeing the
horrible things I have, the wonderful feelings I get when I see a
happy couple sitting together in the park staring at the moon talking
about their wedding with big smiles on their faces. Imagine how I
feel after seeing the deepest darkness when I see the birthday party
of a ninety year old man and family from all through his life come to
visit him.
So that is how
knowledge brings you more bliss that ignorance. Though perhaps the
darkness has gotten to me and I am merely coping with it. But then
again happiness has greater meaning than when you have an
understanding of pain. Perhaps this is why humanity watches movies
where is violence and sadness in them, to obtain the bliss of
knowledge. The biological half of my robotic brain is human after
all. Many human brains actually, though the scientists have never
told anyone else that fact. Perhaps that is something else that has
contributed to my mad love of the bliss of knowledge. Well, the
result of knowing the darkness.
I will concede
to supporters of the bliss of ignorance that the darkness is still
darkness. I have nightmares where there is no light and I only
suffer. Another one like me takes over at that time. I wonder if he
supports the bliss of knowledge over the bliss of ignorance.
Author Comment:
Poor robot-brain fellow. I would never want pure ignorance, but I
would never want to go through anything like what he went through.
Oddly enough sometimes I feel a little meta-physically guilty for
what I put my characters through despite the fact that they're just
words on a page. It's worst when its first person because I feel it
more. Eh, call me weird.
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