I have alot of questions in life that I am sure I will never get an answer to but none quite as perplexing as Why Am I Here? I think back on my childhood, young adult years & where I am currently in my life & I cant help but wonder why I was led up to this place in time? I hate it when I get to this point in my thought process because its a never ending circle of questions. Why am I single, why is it soo hard for me to reproduce, why have I struggled my entire life, why am I ambitious, why do I fall for losers, why do I have all these talents & gifts if its not meant for me to profit from them?
Then of course religion inevitably comes in to the equation Why did God create me, who created God, what will happen when I die? Why do I keep asking myself these questions, then I realize how can I not? How can you be a living, thinking entity & not ask questions? Regardless of what your chasing in your own existence Everybody feels the need to fulfill themselves with some type of purpose. Maybe its being rich & powerful being a parent, who knows, but everyone wants to be a part of something bigger than themselves & im no different.
My definition of a complete life & a fulfilled existence has transformed & evolved soo much over time that now its a big jumbled mess in my brain with no purpose or destination. I get all this energy & momentum out of no where then one day I wake up & im just working & paying bills. Im too old for that, I need to be making forward progress every single day until I reach or exceed my goals.
I typically have some type of summary by the end of my posts but I honestly just don't for this one. I have nothing but questions & no pearls of wisdom to give. I am in a state of confusion like everyone else when it comes to life's mysteries.
