Question of a Life.

January 9, 2010 at 6:37 am (Huh? Wait What?)

So last night I just decided to start continuously writing questions that popped in my head about life and the effects of these questions to my daily life. They are all analytical thoughts about the world through my mind. I wrote these questions quickly and continuously into my art sketchbook while I sat on the balcony of my apartment watching the sunset. I have no real writing experience or format, let alone proper English but isn’t it better to read pure human thoughts than a edited text book version on what it should be? These constant questions I wrote could be answers, who knows, this is what my mind regurgitated onto my worn artist’s sketchbook pages. Now I’ve placed them in type and from this line on it’s just your interpretation of my thoughts.

FOR WARNING: some questions may sound somewhat pathetic, emo, self conscious, or whatever you would like to call it. I just wrote for two hours straight non-stop as the sun preceded to hide behind the neighboring apartment building so these pathetic whoa-is-me questions were bound to appear but I think they stand for something more. They are deep constructive questions to make a person better, especially when seen in front of them, though at the time the questions may seem whiny and insignificant. Continue reading, maybe you’ll find a question that’s always haunted you?

the questions begin:

Can someone’s personal passion cause him or her to become so consumed by it, that they pay attention to nothing going on emotionally or physically around them within their life? What is considered a person’s passion? Is it their habits? Their love for a significant other? Their love for friendship? Their creative talents? Their work? Do these aspects or the singular idea of what passion is, make someone feel alone or make them feel very important and self-satisfying? Can just focusing on a certain aspect in life save a person from those less enjoyable emotions that a human experiences? Emotions such as loneliness, sadness, worry, fear, jealousy and doubt. Can just learning to control one part of a person’s life or focus on their choice of “passion” make that person “emotionally unbreakable”? What is “emotionally unbreakable”? It’s to not feel what society considers as fail emotions [loneliness, fear, jealousy, etc.] that destroy a person mentally as well as their personal relationships with others. Can a person live though life with only positive emotions? Can a person ignore these fail emotions? Do these emotions cause a person to be weak? Are these a sign of weaknesses? Or does the true weakness come from not accepting these emotions? Is it wrong or right to hide from one’s emotions? Isn’t it true that everyone hides from them at one time to another through their lives? What if someone blocks all emotions? Can this hinder or help a person through life? As human beings do we need to feel jealousy, hurt, love, fear? Or do these hinder us in doing what society thinks best of us, such as work and making a living? Does making a family worth the pain? The loss, love, joy, unconditional loving; should a person feel these emotions? Does one need relationships to survive?  What constitutes a relationship? A work collaboration? Physical Attraction? Personality likeness? Family relation? Hobby similarities? Friendship? Can someone place relationships in such bland terms? Why do humans need these connections with one another? Is it from one of the fail emotions such as the fear of being alone? When does a person figure out they are alone? What makes a person feel “loneliness”? Is it the lack of said relationships? Is it their choice in personal exile from the world? Is this “loneliness” a result when a person chooses to block all emotions? Or is it when one gets caught up within their “passion”? What makes someone realize they are at this point?  Is it when one asks for help or comfort and none is given? Is it when they loose trust in other human beings? Can the mistrust come from the act of another human being putting them down? Being used? Taunted? Teased? Why do people do such acts to another person? Does it give the person a temporary high, in which they feel utterly superior? How can the one being teased change? As in gain confidence and in the other way how does the bully become more humble? What is confidence? How does one govern their confidence? Does confidence stem from self-esteem? What is self-esteem? Is it a person’s idea and opinion of their natural beauty? Is it how they speak in front of a group? What is, if any, similarity between confidence and self-esteem? When such things are figured out how can the teased or the bullied fix it? Do these acts of being the “weakling” and the “bully” come from fear? The fear of being alone in the world? Does the bullies’ temporary high save them from the blackness? Does the teased ever experience happiness and escape the blackness? Is this why people have a hard time finding beauty in life?  What is beauty? Physical attractiveness? Natural? Nature? The Unknown? An Idea? An Inspiration? What is it to be inspired? Is it an idea? A thing? A person? An item? An emotion? A love? An act? What is it to act? Is it a negative term or a positive term? Is acting a type of lying? But aren’t some types of lying acceptable? When is it acceptable? When is acting and lying considered “Fake”? Should people put on a face to save the ones they love? Should someone sacrifice that for an idea such as love? What is love? Is love even worth it or is it just I nicer term for lust? What if someone has never experienced this idea or emotion called “love”? Are they considered weird? Incompetent? Incapable of sharing or trusting another person? Should they lie about experiencing love? Again is this a face people must put on to seem normal? Or should they put on a face to save themselves? Focus on nothing else but saving their own skin? Not caring about others when asked for their assistance to help? Doing what’s best for them at the time? These people never sacrificing anything for another only until it helps them personally? Is this what selfish is? Protecting ones personal assets in life? But isn’t this what we are told by society to do? Protect one’s self because there is no one in this world you can trust? Is this what society has come to, a superficial world that is based around self-preservation? Only going for the handsome person to become romantic with? Only going for the Education or Jobs that will have what society says will give a pleasant and lucrative future? Care about nothing but items and money? People just focusing on himself or herself and leaving anyone who would like a “partner in crime” in the dust and throwing what a relationship is projected in storybooks out the window? Not paying attention to simple gestures such as a friendship hug, small peck on the check, or a laugh to try and brighten something about the day? What about the other spectrum? Why do so many people feel they need to control? Why can’t people choose to follow their dreams? Why do so many people in the world today get forced into doing what others think is best for them? Doesn’t the person themselves know what they want, and if they don’t know at that present moment they will in do time with life experiences? Why do people need to know what they will do the rest of their lives by the age of seventeen? Isn’t at this age most young adults never been out of their local cities? They know nothing of what the real world is? What is considered the real world? Has society masked its true face? Are relationships for now on destroyed? Can nothing stop this plague? What has this society come to when it makes unconditional love a myth and legend that a person can never find except within old tails and books? Why can’t we find what we call honest people in the world anymore? Have they all died out? Or is the human being never meant to be trusted? Because of this, should we as people stay self-sufficient as society tells us to be? To deal with the loneliness because of how skewed personal relationships between people have become? Is this a fear? Does this all stem from the fail emotions of the human psyche? What drives people? Their will to live? Their will to survive? Their will to have happiness within their life? What is it? What keeps people today going? Is it the questions they ask themselves everyday? Is it the questions you, yourself ask? Can any of these questions be answered? Can they happen? Will they happen? If they happen what can stem from them? Good? Bad? Fear? Love? Jealousy? Will we ever truly know? Is it the actions of people and not emotions that change? “Do actions speak louder than words?” if so, how? Can one action truly change a person? Or is this just a fallacy? When someone does a mistake, will they really not do it again? What if a person never really learns? Him or Her do said action and are forgiven, but then said action happens months later and yet they are still forgiven? Can or will they do this again? Is this learning? Or are they just blinded by aspects of their life? Are they blinded by their “passion”? Emotions? Relations? What is it that causes people to do things? Do they do them in a time of need? Want? Fear? Protection? Will these questions ever end? No.

In an odd sort of way as I kept writing in this continuous question format, I found that this is never ending. One topic leads to another, which leads to another, but once you go so far one way, I started back at the beginning making similar questions. But I looked closer to my repetitive nature. It wasn’t so much repetitive as was another take on the subject. This new take took me down another path that I didn’t see the first time, which lead to a whole set of new questions.

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