Ecstasy from a ruined cup of coffee

About a month ago I picked up a pourover coffee maker here in Japan.  A pourover is slightly similar to drip coffee -- you have a cup with a filter over it, pour water in, coffee goes into cup.  I am a bit meticulous in life, mostly regarding things with little to no importance.  So, I did a quick research on google about how to make coffee with a pour over.  Quantities, tips, etc.

I have had problems with coffee pouring through too slowly, too quickly, etc.  So, I have been experimenting with how to fold my filter, how much coffee to put in, etc. One tip on the web was to fold the bottom of your filter.  I didn't like doing this because it makes it very flat, and the bottom of my pourover is pointed. Last night I decided not to fold the filter.  So, I boil the water, add the coffee, and begin pouring.  About 3 seconds in, the filter busts, and all of the coffee grounds pour into my mug.  I observed the following timeline:

1 second of confused panic.  Where is my coffee going!?
5 seconds of anger and frustration, a knee-jerk "god damnit!"

And since then, an elated feeling of ignorance.  I think that we look increasingly to the internet for answers for everything.  There are how to websites or guides for, I assume, everything.  I feel fairly confident that I could've searched on google "Why do you fold your filter when you make a pour over?" and found some forum or how to with exact reasons you must fold.  I think this is damaging to our human intellect.  I think our minds are inherently curious, experimental.  Quick answers, in any format, teach our minds to be lazy.  It is like a welfare state of the mind -- google searches can tell you everything, so you need not experiment.  However, 15 or 20 years ago this wasn't an option.  I am happy to maintain the human element of ignorance, stupidity, and curiosity in my being.  I have before felt so much frustration and sadness in my life for mistakes I had made, "shortcuts" to save money, ideas in music or painting.  I now look back and am happy for those things.  I think that most, if not all, advances and progress (these terms used lightly) in our lives have been preceded by countless unseen failures, frustrations.  We should embrace them because that is how humans have got on for millions of years.  From this point on, I will embrace failing through my own ignorance, curiosity, and creativity (!!!) rather than succeeding through the developed artifice of another.  Especially through the internet.