Questions

The one thing about asking questions, is that sometimes, most times, there is no true or right answer.
What people perceive and believe is right, is right to them. No changing it.

But I have a question?

Millions of questions that are burning a hole through my skull, begging to be answered, with the honest truth… or just a million perceptions.
Are we here?
Are we even alive?
Why do people search long and hard, for the meaning of life?
Instead of just… living?
Is it so hard to let go?
Just not react to things that don’t truly matter?
Things that won’t affect anything in a million years?
Is it that hard?
Why do we fight?
Do we feel the need to be the best?
To be dominant?
To truly feel the most powerful?
Strength?
But isn’t in mental strength that is the strongest?
The will to live, love, laugh…?
Instead of fighting, attention grabbing, self degrading, form following, senselessness, lying, excuse making, not trying?
It’s so hard to stop doing those selfish things, because the world is selfish. There is no “selfless” act. Whether its for recognition, or for self enlightening, or even for your own simple mind to feel useful. Everything is a selfish act.
Isn’t it harder to wait a few minutes to wash your hands?
Instead you push whoever is in the way aside, like they’re nothing. Yesterday’s news.
Is it really difficult to trust someone’s word, when they say they’ll do something?
Instead you just begin the job, knowing they will truly feel terrible for not putting whatever they were doing down at the moment, just to do a simple chore that could have well enough waited.
Is it in dire need to wait a few seconds?
Obviously I don’t want to be out there at this exact moment.
Things can wait?
Don’t ask me if I’ve quit.
Quitting means I verbally said “I quit”
Is that so hard to grasp?
That somethings aren’t what they seem until they’re spoken aloud?
Is it truly difficult to grasp where things go and where objects are placed based on where you found the object in the first place?
Is it truly going to bring you pain, if you pick up your stuff out of someone else’s space and take it out, instead of leaving it to someone else’s expense and responsibility to care for temporarily? It’s even sadder that even though, you left it, forgot it, abandoned it, when it’s gone, you blame me for it’s misplacement, or it’s horrible well-being. Though it wasn’t agreed that it would be my problem, only solely because you left it here, it became my problem. It’s not my problem.
Instead of dramatizing a small situation, is it really hard, to just leave the attention off yourself, and if for some reason, you are extremely involved, you just calm it rather than make it bigger?
Is it really hard to do that?
To just “kiss and make up”?
I feel lost and messed up.
Are you going to just know and call or text me, the way I do for you?
Is it hard to listen when I have a problem and give me actual feedback instead of saying, “oh it will get better.”
That’s real constructive.
So I have a question to ask. A lot of them I suppose.
Isn’t it a lot more effort to fight?
To make a bigger deal?
To yell it louder?
To cry?
To push someone out of the way?
To just do the job yourself?
Or to tell everyone your thoughts?
Or to just leave your stuff to get broken?
Make yourself involved?
Or to involve yourself even more?
To give legitimate advice instead of simple answers, to… I don’t know, make someone’s day just a little bit easier to manage?
I guess it isn’t harder to do those things.
Its apparently only difficult to:
1. Restrain from violence.
2. Let things flow.
3. Keep the tone down.
5. Just accept it.
6. Wait patiently.
7. Trust in someone’s word.
8. Keep thoughts to yourself.
9. Pick up your stuff.
10. Stay out of it.
11. Calm the situation.
12. Truly talk to someone and help them out.