What's the point of life, the point of our existence?
If we were made for no particular reason, why are we existing?
Questions like these rewind, fast forward, pause and play in my mind every single day, like a child toying around with a remote control. Have I gotten the answer yet? No. This puzzle, I might take my whole life to crack it. I've never been good at puzzles but it's rare for me to be so obsessed with something for a long period of time.
Just when I think I'm arriving at the destination of the answer, the pinnacle of reality, I find out... It's nothing but a illusion, and I've been disenchanted. The mountain I tried so hard to conquer, just when I'm about to reach the top... It disappears and I cascade back into my start line.
And now, am I really getting closer to the answer of this question? Day by day, all the efforts I put in all just to find out the mystery behind this inexplicable enigma. Have I been edging closer, or deviating? Have I been walking around in circles, taking detours, or trekking towards the right location? Or even intriguing... Maybe, all this time, despite all my efforts, have I been glued to the same spot, unable to progress?
Questions, questions. I have learnt to question things and form my own opinions and judgements. Only when I question things, then can I see the flaws and beauty of every subject. It's then when I actually learn. Questioning - the first step.
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