Harmony makes little things grow

Humans constantly strife to gain endless knowledge, to be able to process enough data to unravel every mystery, but has one ever thought to step back and observe this action? What does this accomplish? Knowledge in excess is a poison to human creativity, the window to the soul. Knowledge absorbs the beauty in believing in magic and absurd ideas which bring bliss, and shrouds it in a gray veil. I myself have begun falling into the sinister temptation of achieving ultimate knowledge. If a fool is at bliss believe a false ideology, who are we to deny them their right to happiness. Knowledge in excess makes us lose our humanity and transforms us into mechanical beings.