Food for thought
It's peculiar how we always rely on others to live a satisfactory life. We speak so much ; yet there is an endless void of unanswered questions burning within us. We confide so much in the other person ; yet there is so much more to know about us as an individual for the other person.
What is it that really makes our existence worthwhile?
We keep on stumbling, tripping and failing in the pursuit of something extraordinarily desirable but we still don't give up until something better comes along the way. What is it that drives us from within? Do we really live life to the fullest while carrying the immensely heavy burden of regrets and consequences of faults made in the past? Are we really 'living in the moment" or just comparing it to the illusions of how we imagined it to be in our heads?
Are we really happy or are we covering up for that deep sense of aimlessness we're all shrouded in?
What do we really expect out of life?
What is it that really makes our existence worthwhile?
We keep on stumbling, tripping and failing in the pursuit of something extraordinarily desirable but we still don't give up until something better comes along the way. What is it that drives us from within? Do we really live life to the fullest while carrying the immensely heavy burden of regrets and consequences of faults made in the past? Are we really 'living in the moment" or just comparing it to the illusions of how we imagined it to be in our heads?
Are we really happy or are we covering up for that deep sense of aimlessness we're all shrouded in?
What do we really expect out of life?
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