Aleph Null

I'm mad for many reasons, mostly because of this stupid, stupid girl, the fact I want to go to sleep but I am too mad to do so, Barnes & Nobles not accepting my gift-cards, and another event that just happened that just tops the cake. I mean I guess I could go see the Dalai Lama by myself, but what fun is that? So here I am reminiscing on all this anger, and I can't do anything about it. What is the point of getting angry? Will it help with anything? Will it inspire fear in your surrounding for your wants and needs to come true? In many situations, that would be a No. What is the point of being angry? All it does is make your head hurt, and make you think too much, which then makes you an insomniac, which leads to insanity. (Am I insane?) While I am here, I want to raise a point. What is the point of saying sorry when you had nothing to do with the situation at hand? Let's say I drop my ice cream and tell you about it the next day. Let's say you respond "I'...

Do you believe we must live our questions to fully understand them? I mean, sure, we understand certain questions through academia and other peoples experiences. But can we really take their word for it? What if there are different opinions on the same question? How can one truly understand which one is right? What if both opinions where wrong? What if they where both right? If someone told you about their beliefs, would you believe it fully? If someone told you that a certain person was an asshole, would you be more likely to believe them? If we live our own questions, then we would never have to question ourselves again, unless the opinion of others would sway our experience with said question. But we can't live every question. How do we answer the simple question of why the sky is blue? We cannot. If we cannot answer the questions, why ask them in the first place? I think we must first not ask any questions in the first place and avoid all of this mess together. Questions Render...