"What is fear?" I repeatedly asked myself as I lay here in the darkness. What is this poison of the mind that causes many to cower away from simple things? What is the purpose of this emotion? What is the purpose of emotions themselves? Who are you? Who am I? How exactly are you understanding what you're seeing? How do I understand what I'm saying? Are you real? Am I? What exactly does it mean to be 'real'? How are you reading this? What exactly is 'life'? What does it mean to be alive? How exactly does electricity work? Why is 'earth' the only inhabitable planet in our solar system? What is a human being? How is it that eyes work? How does the brain do what it does?
These are just a tiny bit of the questions I'm asking myself every minute. Unlike most people, I don't just want the big picture. I want the entire picture. I want every little detail. I want the details about the details. My emotions have started to fade as I mainly have been focused on trying to dissect everything. I want to know everything but I know I can't. What is my consciousness? What is going to happen when I die? Is everything around me real or just a figment of my imagination? What is an imagination? Why does it exist? Why do people fight? My mind changes courses easily and quickly but right now I ask myself:
What is fear?
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RandomSo this is really just a few questions that run through my mind constantly. Feel free to answer if you have one or leave your own questions. Just don't drive yourself crazy.
