The World

Something I wrote about some complicated questions

The world

The world is a big place

There are many things within.

Not all of them real

You see, if we were primitive beings,

Our minds wouldn’t have been developed enough to question the world around us

If we were primitive beings, we would search for food, water, shelter, and a mate. Nothing else would peak our interest.

But we are human

We think

We feel

We wonder

And that is what allows us to find more in the world than a primitive being.

Why are we here?

Why is there war?

Who am I?

An immense three questions.

Without a complex brain, I couldn’t think this question.

I couldn’t even understand the questions

But I do.

And I search endlessly for an answer

For who am I

For what are we for

For why are we here.

And I’m slowly making progress.

And this is where you find more in life than what’s there.

Through asking more questions than you know the answer to.