Second blog -- answers to an ocean of prompts |
Prompt: “The big questions are always the ones you can’t even ask.” Davina Blake—Past Encounters: A World War II novel What do you think are the big questions? How many can you come up with? ------------------- The big questions, I think, are the difficult ones, to which we have no easy answers. My big questions: What am I doing here or at any place, at any time? Why was I born to my parents? I look like them but I am nothing like them. When something rotten happens to me, is it a punishment or a misconstrued reward? Why does my mind trick me? Why is the nature so violent? Why do we have to eat other live things to survive? Why do the strong rule over the weak, in any species? How does the rest of the universe or universes work? Where do the energy parts of people go after this life? (I know what the religions say, but I want a straight and factual answer. Why are we attracted to some people and not to others? Why do I feel embarrassed when someone says nice things or flatters me? Are all coincidences, always or sometimes, coincidences, synchronicities, illusions, or what? Why don’t we have world peace when, after all, we’re all in this together? |