Questions. I have so many of them. They all represent the uncertainty of life. Life is full of unknowns. Facing the unknown is what scares me… sometimes. But at the same time, it is liberating.
Many people claim they have all the answers, they prefer to believe they have figured out what life is all about. But the reality is….. nobody really has. Life is like a dark tunnel, and what people tend to do is fabricate their own version of meaning and purpose in order to feel more secured. We all want to believe something. We all want some direction which alleviates the uncertainty and chaos of life. So then we create something to hold on to as the light at the end of the dark tunnel of life.
What is keeping us from moving beyond the status quo and routine of life? Why are we so afraid of the unknown, which keeps us trying to convince ourselves that we have everything figured out? Can’t we just admit we are flawed, limited, lost, and finite?
What is truth? What philosophy should I follow? Perhaps it is the approach of emptying myself to the point of not longing anything. Or maybe it is seeking and searching for more, and never be satisfied with what life brings. Or maybe it is wanting to help the poor regardless of situations that brought them to poverty. Or maybe it is rather teaching others how to be more responsible and seeking self sufficiency.
Suffering has always been part of our lives. What is the purpose of all this suffering?
Every four hours a child dies of cancer. Why does this happen? Can we ever put a stop to this monster?
Every 3 seconds a child dies of hunger…. Why does this even happen and what is the solution to this major problem?
How much longer are we going to live the fantasy of self indulgence and comfort? How much longer are we going to live in the “womb”? Don’t we realize that our lives can cease at any moment? Why live an illusion, believing what other self-serving politicians, religious leaders, and businesses bombard us with on a daily basis? Where is our bravery to deny the ego and search for the inner self?
Should I long for contentment, and tranquility? Or should I strive for justice, fighting for equality and peace?
Are every occurrences in life random chances which we perceive in different ways, depending on our personal experiences? Or are they purposeful events that have a meaning for us to learn from?
Is God simply an unjust being, or does he/she have a purpose for all of this suffering beyond our human understanding?
We are really nothing, compared to the magnitude of this universe. We are insignificant beings. Yet, we have the potential to grow even more if we so desire. We can find some actual answers if we simply continue to ask questions.