Inner Monologues

Happiness?

What do we humans really need to be happy?

Another person? Material things? A family? Infinity love?

Nobody can give an answer to that.

You can buy what you want, at first you seem happy, but at the same second you are not and think about if you really needed that.

We humans are determined to assert ourselves with things, to show off ourselves with what we have, so that we are not marginalized, but is that the key to happiness? Not at all.

Could love save your life?

When you're on the brink of losing everything, can love really save?

I don't know, maybe.

Unfortunately, I can only say from books, yes, it can.

For myself, I have unfortunately not had the experience of loving someone so much that it hurts yet and I hadn't the chance to feel like I would do anything for a person, either.

Of course, I've had some feelings for a person before, but they were always on my side, never on the other's side, so I can't consciously answer the question with a yes.

I only know that a love for someone can protect you from the abyss, regardless of whether it is only one-sided or not, it can.

In the end we are all just looking for love, this one love that can give you everything, I mean, who doesn't want to find it?

Hardly anyone would reject it.

Is that what the world is about?

About love and pain?

Sorrow and grief?

Are they the main actors in our life?

Because everyone experiences these emotions, no matter if only once or several times, we all go through them, the only question is how much can a single person endure them?

Will we find the meaning of life at some point or will we never experience it?

Don't we all have a special purpose on earth?

I mean, it has to be something, otherwise we wouldn't be on this earth.

I'd rather end this before I become a theorist.