What is life? Why are we so obsessed with knowing every little bit of it? Why does it matter to us so much if we never find what we are looking for? Do we even know what we want or do we just look to & use the first things we see in our conscious minds? Why, when we are with others, are we not just straightforward in what we wish to really say? Can others really see us for who we are or are they just damn good at guessing, even if they don't realize it? And is it really guessing or are we tapping into knowledge we don't even know we have? Heredity gives us traits, so why not the teachings of the past as well? If we really love others then why are we so selfish & self-centered in trying to find what we want instead of helping others find what they want? If life one day is going to end then why do we even care? Should we care? Should we simply carry on our daily lives as we do & ignore what we all feel inside? Or do we listen to our subconscious minds & make the most of our short time here on Earth? And if we do, do we help others around us do the same or do we leave them to discover for themselves? Is it so wrong to make someone live up to their own potential?
Labels: freeflow, life
