mummumprime

Being happy is a good feeling, one that can be achieved at times. Although I do not believe it can be maintained. Being constantly happy is not possible, things will happen to disrupt it. What can be maintained is peace. It is more realistic to be at peace with everything than to be happy all the time. Being at peace is just as difficult to get, just like the pursuit of happiness. If I can be at peace I would count that a blessing.

The state of human consciousness or being. Existence is just being alive. Being aware of it is something else entirely. It is a burden to try and understand it. Why am I me? What was I before? What will I be after? Did I need to be here? I wish I was not. I do not want to be here but the alternative is just as scary. Will I continue being? Now that I am here I do not want to lose myself. I just want it to end.

Philosophy is nothing more than arguing semantics, usually abstract things like life or love. We all of our own meaning for these things and that is alright. What life is to me, is not what life is to you. Some of us are cynical, others are realist, and let us not forget the optimist either. It helps broaden us, make us more aware of what is around and who thinks what can or could be possible. Although being aware is just not as good as some people think it is. If I could unlearn philosophy, I would.

The concept of infinity is terrifying. If everything is unending how is that possible? If I shrink forever will I continue to see an endless stream of new particles? If I increase my size will I see that the universe is just another speck among another particle or part of an amalgamation of other forces? If I go past the observable universe is it just endless darkness? Having these thoughts terrify me. I do not like thinking everything is endless, but if it does end, the thoughts of why it ends is just as scary. What is the smallest particle and why is it the smallest? If the universes black void ends what is behind it?