Be you, always?

Be you, always.

Never try to be someone else, even for a moment.

But, here begs the question of what does it mean to be yourself?

Aren’t we all just the product of our environment and nurture?

Aren’t we all just a bunch of thoughts, ideologies and a few scraps here and there mashed up together?

How can we not be someone else if the only thing we know how to act is from someone else?

Babies and toddlers have the same disgusted reaction to things that their parents are known to be disgusted at. It is a learned reaction.

Thus, how do we separate who we are and who we aren’t?

I don’t know. I guess, just go with what’s natural to you.

Oh well, ultimately, I’m just a person with a thought and a blog.

I don’t really know the answer to it.

Maybe you can help me out.

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A Tragedy, or so I thought.

Boom.

Today was bad. My phone died on me. It short-circuited or something and just wouldn’t switch on.

And if you had experienced this before, you know how bad it felt, like a blow to your face.

Technology is like an extension of myself. Contacts, information and entertainment at my fingertips, and without a doubt, in the future, it might be worse.

It made think about how we start to grow dependent on technology from places to eat to basic everyday facts. Though, maybe that is a good thing. Technology removes the burden of knowing to them, allowing us to be free to think creatively, to ponder about thinks that we otherwise wouldn’t. We become more human in that case, to be creative. Instead of being the encyclopaediae, we become the curator – compiling and digesting information to find the meaning behind them.

Maybe, technology is good after all. Hmm… A thing to ponder about.

 

Ponder the Nature of Our Existence

Let’s ponder about our purpose on this planet.

Let’s ponder the meaning of life.

Let’s ponder the nature of our existence.

Why are we here?

Do we serve a higher purpose?

Are we here just to exist and die off?

How about the atheistic idea of propagating future generations?

I’m sure all of us have pondered about it,

The meaning of our own existence.

But most of the time,

We pushed the thought away,

“Too complicated, too pointless,” we say.

But maybe,

Just maybe,

There is a meaning to all of these seeming randomness,

Be it God,

Or some other idea.

But keep in mind,

For something,

Can never come out of nothing.