Friday, August 20, 2010

Questions fill my head and I know I will never know the answers to them.
Everyday is full of questions. What am I going to wear, what do I want to eat, where am I going, and who am going to be with. All these seemingly trivial day to day questions ultimately have answers to them. Maybe the truth is that I and everyone should not ponder anything deeper then the day to day simple questions. We should all just stick to the ones we can come up with answers to... right? Regardless of what we do we will have those questions and find the quickest most logical answers to them and utilize those answers to the best of our abilities. It's like automatic non nonsensical choices that must be made. But what I find interesting and absolutely mind numbing is that we have the ability to think about and ponder questions such why we exist. What makes up our existence. The very idea that I can conceptualize questions that seam so profoundly unanswerable is what blows my mind over and over again every day. Where do these thoughts come from and why do we have them. Why is it that all the answers that we come up with are so flawed and contradictory? Why is it the that the most fundamental questions of our/this existence are so impossible to answer. I put my shoes on without a moment to think about or even question its need. I eat, sleep, shit and do so many things instinctively without a question or moment of contemplation. It all seams so easy. But when you look deep inside for an answer to who you are and where you came from, there is no instinctive answer. There is no logical conclusion. This is a mystery. We are a mystery. And it seams that through science we dissect reality a little more each time, but are still left with more questions then there were before. The deeper and deeper you go everything becomes so abstract. So illogical. So infinite. So impossible. But it's happening. It never stops happening. It appears as though this has been happening forever. We as a species are just a miracle that can be aware of the infinite but never completely understand or conceptualize it. There was no logical point to begin with and there is no logical point to end with. And that must be the answer. There isn't one.

Wednesday, August 04, 2010