we constantly question our existance but do we actually search for an answer, or simply something to search for? Should the answer fall from the sky tomorrow, what would we do?
"the meaning of life is________." "oh... is that all?"
would we then continue to live knowing that that is all we're here for if indeed we are actually here for anything? Or perhaps the answer was more positive:
"the meaning of life is ______." "oh. wow. how cool is that."
Would we then feel pushed to achieve such an expectation, adding even more pressure and stress to an already pressured and stressful life?
The moral to this story, besides don't try to answer life's questions at 2am, is simply that maybe we're better off not knowing. Monty Python wasn't so stupid afterall.
- yenniva's LJ
"the meaning of life is________." "oh... is that all?"
would we then continue to live knowing that that is all we're here for if indeed we are actually here for anything? Or perhaps the answer was more positive:
"the meaning of life is ______." "oh. wow. how cool is that."
Would we then feel pushed to achieve such an expectation, adding even more pressure and stress to an already pressured and stressful life?
The moral to this story, besides don't try to answer life's questions at 2am, is simply that maybe we're better off not knowing. Monty Python wasn't so stupid afterall.
- yenniva's LJ
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Have you ever had a dream night after night for so long, that you began to confuse it with reality? When I was younger, I would have a dream like that where I w110 lines, October 8, 2003. In Other
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i keep thinking about that night. that late night we all drove into boston, windows down, cool wind blowing through my hair, music blasting, laughing at nothing22 lines, August 24, 2003. In Other
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The Musicality on August 14, 2003muah hahaha
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letterstoladypeace on May 5, 2003Man I love that poem about childhood you have up top. I totally agree. Life was good when we were young. It was around the end of 5th grade that things that progressivly shittier, don't you agree? I think it's about time that I wrote in your guestbook. Anyway, can't wait to read more of your stuff.
Abby
