Questions

I have recently asked myself many questions with the hope of an unadulterated answer. And when was the last time you questioned your motives in doing anything? I have seen many do things for the sake of doing them, never really understanding why, or what was worth the effort in the first place. But that's not who I want to be. The world is shouting out for us to follow blindly behind a pre-planned pattern, a conformity of sorts, a parade of checks and checkers. And here is the truth - this highly celebrated blindness of the blind, it's not a lifestyle. It's a disease.

However that being said I can't always be who I want to be, or consciously change who I already am, but the more I question myself the more I see the seemingly fine line between the mystery of the perceived self and who I really am.

Someone special once told me "It is easier to die for something, than to live without something". And boy she was right.

Sometimes it's so easy to get caught up in the process of "dying" for something we lose out on living with it. And really, at the end of the day, what's the point.

There are 5 million thought processes at the back of my mind right now screaming into the voids I cannot piece together. And those are the voids I cannot consolidate by human effort.
It's time we ask ourselves questions so painful only our hearts can answer.