Curious?

'There's a theory, one I find persuasive, that the quest for knowledge
is, at bottom, the search for the answer to the question: `Where was I
before I was born?' In the beginning was ... what? Perhaps, in the
beginning, there was a curious room, a room like this one, crammed with
wonders; and now the room and all it contains are forbidden you,
although it was made just for you, had been prepared for you since time
began, and you will spend all your life trying to remember it.'

(Angela Carter, 'Alice in Prague or The Curious Room', in Carter, American
Ghosts & Old World Wonders, London, Chatto & Windus, 1993, page 127.)

 And I add, 'Why are we, as we are? Why are we here? Who or what made us, as we are? All as different as blades of grass, whilst each micro-second of existence and experience, has and creates its own unique imprint on who we are, what we do, how we do it, how we think and so on.
 If we can take on board the uniqueness of our life, our experience of and in our life, and live this fully, as Henry David Thoreau, so eloquently describes in an earlier posting, if we can taste each moment as a delicious morcel at a banquet, and also, most importantly love each breath we draw, then surely the source of our beginnings can be accepted as a mystery. And, yes, we do all want to know everything, the thirst and hunger is great, yet, in this are we missing something?
Angela Carter's theory is one of displacement activity, in that we feel this lack of knowledge about our beginnings, our source, so, in order not to feel abandonned and lost, we direct ourselves to explore and build up an edifice of knowledge. And, so it follows that this hunger for knowledge is based upon an extremely profound sense of fear.    ...