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Why?

Contributed by PAH on Saturday, 19th December 2009 @ 11:46:22 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



Throw out every Religion, Philosophy, and belief that has ever graced our land and what's left is a barren scientific wasteland, immoral and chaotic. If values are thrown out the window where does that leave Ma? Just an animal wandering through society, cold and calculating? Just a sentient being, but what happens when that being is no more?

"I think therefore I am."-Descartes

If there is no heaven nor hell, no nirvana nor karma or reincarnation, what is there? Nothing. Blackness, not even black, absolute nothing. It can't be fathomed; you are gone, you cannot think and therefore cannot be.

"I know the Truth will set you free."-The Dillinger Escape Plan

So what is there, I sometimes ponder this question, lying in bed, alone, emptying myself for sleep. But why? WHY! It's sometimes too much to think about, it constantly overwhelms my thoughts and action. Driving me to search out Truth. But all I'm provided is more questions. School simply adds to the confusions. Quantum physics shows that no thing is certain, that it's all probability. English and poetry are always up for interpretation; there is no right answer. The victors' biased accounts write history. There are enough religions and beliefs of what universal truth is to give Jesus a headache. Nothing is absolute, I just need something stable. I lust for Truth.

"Apathy is the glove to which evil slips its hand"-Bodie Thoene

Why do I have to ponder these questions" Why can’t I be so apathetic like everyone else? Why do I have to think like this? Why? Everyone I have known just goes on with life, while I'm stuck asking how and why. There have always been philosophers. So why have none of them been right? Each one disproves the other. I mean even the epic dialectic isn't absolute.

So do I just keep thinking this way and continue to exist? Well, what if I stop thinking this way? What if I just start thinking and caring about Pop culture: American Idol, reality TV, McDonalds, partying, and all the other demeaning insults to human intelligence? Do I cease to be?

The lack of absolute truth seems to be eating away at me from the inside out. Sometimes I'm able to push it down but it seems to only gain ferocity as I move along with my life. School and knowledge only seem to feed the fire. Filling my head with new thoughts and possibilities. New things to confuse and confound my struggling mind. But hey that's life, isn't that what they always say. But hey that's life: learning, living, living and losing. Like losing someone...

And not knowing where you will go once someone loses you.




Copyright © PAH ... [ 2009-12-19 23:46:22]
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