Why

There is a bizarre creature out there somewhere that keeps asking - why. That creature is nonsense, stupid and truly ignorant. Funny how that beast stick its dirty nose in and take the meaning out of everything.

I was feeding my hunger...

- why?

- to feel strong and good.

- why do you need to feel good?

- to be happy.

- why do you want to be happy?

- well, actually if I don't eat I'll die starving.Guess what; that nonsense is still no satisfied. It doesn't find any logic behind not wanting to die!!! It fucking keeps asking why; why do I not want to die starving? It asks, "is there any difference between dieing starving and dieing after getting old?"

- I just don't want to die now.

That ignorant creature doesn't even understand TIME. It says, "You're mortal, why today and tomorrow are different?"

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I was born. - why - . I don't know cause that was out of my control.

I got older. I went to school. -why-

I made friends. -why-

I played, I surfed, I ran, I swam, I laughed, I cried, I ... -why-

I got older. I went to high school, I went to college, I go to university. -why-

I hang out, I travel, I have fun, I struggle, I ... -why-

I talk, I network, I maintain career. -why-

I want to be significant, big, powerful. -why-



Every why leads to a long venture of seeking meaning; imposing meaning to all these meaninglessnesses...



When I'm badly hurt and injured by the venture that the beast leads me to, I asks whispering, "WHY NOT"

Beast says, "don't get personal mate."