Wow, I am just bored today...

FreeBreadHere's picture

I feel a little silly for asking these questions, but this is a blog thingy so, I suppose this is an appropriate place to post these burning questions I have for myself. Well, the questions are "who am I really?" and "why am I unable to understand myself?" These are questions that I've placed in the back of my mind and haven't attempted to answer. You see, I come up with little methods of dealing with life, in general, and I've noticed that these methods work, but not for very long.. I honestly feel like I'm an extremely odd person. I've lived my entire life, so far, with this belief held in my mind, and I suppose that is why I feel so odd. I haven't the slightest idea where this entry is going, by the way. Oh yeah, who am I? I'd like to know who I am, and I feel like I'm getting closer to answering it. But occasionally, I feel like I'm getting further and further away. I don't only want to know who I am, I have so many other questions that I've been literally driving myself crazy trying to answer. Like, why is it so hard for us to understand ourselves? We're capable of understanding so many things, but when it comes to understanding the only person who is around us twenty-four seven, us, we draw blanks. Why? Why is it that everything in life fits together, and we all realize this, to some extent, but none of us have found the "thing" which allows everything to fit together? Oh, sure, some people will call this thing, God, but deep down, none of us really know. Why are we afraid, and if some sort of survival instinct is the reason for fear, why do we need to survive? Why are people afraid of death? Or of the unknown, in general? I guess the fear of death comes from the fear of the unknown, and the fear of the unknown comes from the need to survive, but why do we need to survive? Every time I think I'm getting close to understanding these things, I find something else to question... But I suppose life wouldn't exist, as we know it, without questions. Well, that's all I have to say for now, so I guess I'll write later..


Azul's picture

You can't escape. You can't

You can't escape. You can't change it. You really can't do anything. Just throw those gremlins aside and wear your big face. Just enjoy the ride. Just find solace in the fact that we don't have to understand everything. After all, ignorance is bliss.

kumar2011's picture


the questions that i was troubled wit....i think....we will never be able to explain those questions...and of course....if u cant not solve somthing u must jus accept it....i think that is how u find some peace....

Theres always something to laugh about in life...

msquared's picture

What I believe is that there

What I believe is that there is no firm, set-in-stone "I." The real question isn't WHO are you; it's WHAT are you. After some thinking and reflecting, I've realized that "I" doesn't exist--in reality, all it's comprised of is a jumble of electricity and neurotransmitters fleeting across the brain. So why get caught up trying to define it and please it? We do so much for "I" all the time, when it doesn't even's crazy. I, for one, would much rather focus on the word "you!"

“Never forget! The higher we soar, the smaller we appear to those who cannot fly.”
-Friedrich Nietzsche

Azul's picture

I is abstract, not physical.

I is abstract, not physical. It doesn't make sense to look at it on the cellular level.