I look outside and I sit there wondering how everything came to be. I guess it’s the biggest universal question. Throughout the years, we found fabricated answers to fill that void -to allow humanity to be assured. Sure enough, it worked. A story that branched off making many different types of stories, which created religion. Then the skeptics and disbelievers came along and created a viscous rebellion, causing the collision of many intricate cultures to clash together -war. Could we have done without religion? I don’t know. We are essentially all equal. Years ago there wasn’t structure, there wasn’t governments. It’s strange to think what life would have been like then.
We cannot know what there is out there and what all of this actually is. We won’t be able to comprehend that answer. At least right now. We are all naive, vulnerable, ignorant, but yet too intelligent and complex for our own good. We created all this on ourselves. We’re that complex. We caused everything and yet we sit here and try to fix our own mistakes. We fight and destroy each other. We want to know where this all came from in this lifetime, but how can we figure that out if we can’t even take care of ourselves and where we live? I mean we all share universal emotions. Why is it so hard?
