Rousing From The Mire Of Self-Inflicted Mental Torment

We never “lacked” – by that I mean we have been having every single thing we need to survive a day. Because otherwise we should have been munched on by worms 6 feet under.

Except that we haven’t been having the appropriate response oftentimes – contentment.

If we just pause and be still and look around, we couldn’t actually count the things that we ought to be thankful for. Blessings won’t ever be outweighed by things we consider as lack which are often just wants at all. We wallow too much to desperation for things we don’t have that we overlook the rest of the things that, say, made us get through the day.

From the very first thing in the morning that we are roused from sleep, that we are able to get out of bed, to the mundane things that we fail to appreciate – that we have hair to comb and teeth to brush. All through out the day, there we are distressed with the things which are out of our control, frequently for things that we can actually live without. Until we come from a long day still distraught. We can still unawarely and painfully afford to allocate time to grieve and torment our minds during the time that we should be resting. We even neglect to be grateful for making it through the day, for being able to get home safe.

Perhaps it’s easy to utter thanks to God for the protection He’s been giving us, but its turning into a cliche upsets me the most. If we consider it closely, ever since the very moment we were born and started breathing conceived inside our mother’s womb, we were never abandoned by that protection, never even for a single second. That may not sink in right away to us. But if we thoughtfully consider a person who just avoided an accident and contemplate on the worth of that 1 second that he was kept away from the scythe of death, that’s how valuable every second that we’re under His protection is. We are too vulnerable and unguarded from anything that could take away our lives at any given instant and at any given point on this planet, not just externally but internally.

How sure are we that our hearts will beat for the next hour or so? It could halt its prosaic throb anytime, any moment from now. The length of time that we will continue to possess this transient life is too uncertain to tell that it’d be such an unwise, unjust and imprudent act to feed it to an ungrateful heart.

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The Greatest Unanswered Question of Science

Perhaps one of the greatest philosophical questions that has ever bugged me is “Why do we exist?” This question has been occasionally  hovering in my mind for about 10 years now (since I was in High School). Other kids were preoccupied with things that normally preoccupy a kid (LOL). By that I mean probably computer games, night outs, etc. And I was there deviated from the mainstream squeezing my little brain of something I would never figure out. I was still not acquainted with the internet back then and the library had limited philosophical materials (I presume). So every single time my weirdness as a kid struck me while I gaze into nothingness or every time I had that X-ray-vision stares that penetrated walls and everything, I was always left frustrated for not finding an answer. So anyway, getting back on the track, why is there something rather than nothing? What if there is no existence? Would it just all be black? Or white? Or none at all? How would I even visualize it (nothingness)? This whole idea of infinite nothingness, purposeless absence of everything makes me want to take my brain out of my head and burn it.

It was until I came to realize that not all ideas are “substantive”. Darkness is just the absence of light. And you cannot take out a hole from the ground, lift it up in the air and say “This is a hole”. Coldness is the absence of heat. And this idea of nothingness is just the absence of something. We cannot say there’s no apple in the box when there is an apple in the box. Nothing cannot co-exist with something. Darkness is impossible when there is light. This is because these things do not separately and independently exist in and of itself.

So now what? Does this mean that existence is an unchangeable reality after all? This hasn’t answered my question yet. So why? Why is there something rather than nothing?

It’s 5:28PM (58 minutes past official working hours) and my mind has drifted into oblivion. My brain hurts. I probably need to get up and go home. Til next time, weirdos!

Sunsets and Silhouettes

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One thing that never ceases to amaze me is the glorious sunset. Twilight brings a distinctive atmosphere that ushers me into a trance. Spending sundown on the beach is such a wonderful way to contemplate about life in general. You could shut down from all of the worries, anxieties and fears and just savour the sublimity of the moment while the zephyr kisses your cheeks. These are the times that require no words at all. Just simply B E A U T Y.

On the other hand, it’s not all emo. There are endless possible fun things to do with the sunset. I have shared my shots for this week’s photo challenge. I am a lover of landscape photography (sky, clouds, sunrise, sunset, mountains and valleys, etc). You can check out my Instagram for more of my shots.