Well, I feel like writing about more things I have come to discover over time.
Lately I have been realizing more and more about life, and to a deeper level than most would think. I think to much, and sometimes it can get me into trouble. Example: Recently I have been concentrating on the world, universe, and why things are the way they are. I started to think about how small our Earth is compared to the rest of our galaxy. How the black endless void we call space never seems to end, that there is so much more out there that can make our planet look like nothing. Why was this planet chosen to inhabit humans, why not another one? And what about other galaxies, there could be thousands more out there that we know nothing about, and may never know. There could be another Earth for all we know, with humans living the same as us also wondering if there is another Earth. It all comes down to the fear of the unknown. What we don't know, or don't understand we tend to fear. I keep asking myself, "why are we here"? I don't have an answer for that, very few if any will ever be able to understand why. Sometimes I will be sitting around doing nothing, when I will start thinking about life and death. Such as we are only here to create more humans, and then die, and that jobs and careers are just there to keep us comfortable until our end. I see no point, and yes I understand that this sounds very gloomy and all, but it is how I feel. And don't be thinking that what I have said means that you should just go and kill yourself and get life over with. We're here whether we like it or not, and so far there is nothing we can do about that.
Mystic_Wonders · Wed Jan 11, 2006 @ 05:49pm · 2 Comments |