The Meandering Thoughts Of A Wayward Teen

Let's think bigger. Like, WAY BIGGER.

Okay, so let me say right off the bat here. I'm pretty freakin' confused.

LIKE WHAT IS THIS? AN EXISTENTIAL CRISIS? I'm fourteen for God's sake!

(That's normal....)

But... What Else do you call this? Yeah... I'm probably being overdramatic.

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We've all got ancestors, right? People that existed before us, our parents and probably our grand-and-even-grander-parents. But... where did they all come from?

Some people think we evolved into what we are today.

Some people believe that humans always existed. A creation of God, maybe? Something else, possibly?

I think it's extraordinarily hard to comprehend.

Honestly. even if we evolved from something long ago that still doesn't explain us. The human race. 

And I'm thinking, no matter how far back you go - you won't ever find the day everything began. Where is the start even located? The beginning of earth? Or even the universe? Do you understand how tiny I feel right now? Like, I can't sleep and it's probably 1 AM by now and I can't sleep because does it really matter if I do?

I know.... I'm a total downer. But tell me, what's the point of life if we can't even agree on where it started? Agree on where we all came from? 

Like, why do I even bother existing if there's no possible way for me TO exist? Like, to be completely honest, I always hear people talk about scientific impossibilities. What a looooaaaad. 

Science never existed, did it? I mean, ghosts. They're something that I believe in that can't be proved. Because science doesn't back it up. 

Well, where did THAT come from? It's all theories and methods and ideas, but WHY? Who ever said that everything needed an explanation? Because, if that's true. does that make LIFE a scientific impossibility? Or am I over-thinking this?

See, the universe is thought to be endless, right? Well. Space and what-not is what I mean. But space is a place that's been around for as long as ANYONE can remember. 

You can't just say that space exists just BECAUSE. I mean, obviously there's theories for that too. 

It's just... You can't make something from nothing right? To me this whole plane of existence is an unexplainable, messy, jumble! I can NOT just be a speck of dirt on the universe's oversized boot right? I can't just... be there...

We can't be that worthless.... Can we?