We execute life.
We ask questions such as:” what we are doing here?”
We play the game of awareness.
We build up theories of the big pictures.
Many times we don’t pay attention to the small details that make up the difference.
We think we understand ourselves and the people around us.
Most of the time we produce bubbles in our heads and perceive them as reality.
Many of us die with more questions than answers.
We execute life. We, little ants of the universe...
P.S.
Sometimes sense of humor, detachment, calmness, creativity, loving, and finding our spiritual purpose will change our minds... change our life...
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AVIGAIL (Pseudonym) (
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i don't think i will ever understand life . i have hurt a lot in my life and that alone ,the amount of suffering and hurt, that for me , is what makes me question life and my purpose here.. you speak true words
we are here to live but i think for those of us who struggle and hurt, quite a lot, i think they cannot help but question , why a, i here, am i here to suffer? why was ai born // to hurt? i think asking these type of questions are perfectly normal at times..
dear Charlotte
just added a line for you
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Great question, Avigail! 'What are we doing here?' You tell me!
Don't ants have a 'collective intelligence'? Think what would happen if we humans could do that too!
yes dear Fred, but instead of collaboration of multi-minds - we fight... stupid insane humanity..
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