Local Youth- “Little” Ponders Life

In the last few months I’ve been thinking; thinking too much. I’ve been thinking of everything in the world outside of my little “bubble”. I’ve wondered about everything, questioned EVERYTHING. I wonder so much my head hurts. It is my mission, by the end of my life, to bring to my understanding the meaning of our existence, the purpose of earth itself, and all things related to it such as time. The question of time was brought to my attention by Dr. Redmond. At first I thought I was just mental thinking so much, wondering, pondering and worrying. I’ve realized that others do the same. I understand that the answers to most of my questions, at present, do not exist.

Thinking like this is keeping me up at night, just as I am right now. Hopefully by writing all my thoughts down and keeping a journal I can feel somewhat at ease. I want to make a difference in the world, politically, socially, environmentally, and that adds to my mission for knowledge and understanding.

The unimportance and smallness of my presence in the world is mind boggling. The fragility of life and mental stability among people and animals is also astounding. We are so small, but yet can make such a large impact on lives, even ones so small and fragile as ourselves. I also wonder how people see me. Do my facial expressions betray my thoughts? Do I look as odd and lost for knowledge as I feel? Wouldn’t it just be safer to stay as naive as cattle heading to the slaughterhouse, than to seek knowledge and understanding and overwhelm our minds?

We only use less than half of our brains. Why? Have we been modified that way so our capacity for understanding is less? Have our brains been fully utilized in the past eras, and been phased out as religion has recently been phased in to keep us from wondering and questioning? Adam and Eve were warned not to eat the fruits from the tree of knowledge or bad things would happen.

Is there knowledge that we are entitled to that we are being denied access to? Have our minds evolved to incapacitate such knowledge? I wonder about this so much I could go on forever. Maybe I will ponder these sorts of questions for as long as I live. The more I learn, the more I realize I don’t know, and want to know more.

I’m not sure whether to pity or envy those who don’t think of these things at all; those who don’t have a hunger to discover, and understand the world. Does this mean they are more content? People live their lives, in their own world, with their small, insignificant troubles. When you look at the big picture, the things that cause us stress in our lives are so MEANINGLESS.

This world seems like a puzzle. We have many, if not all, of the puzzle pieces, but can’t put them together while living in our small bubble; there is so much outside of it. And yet I think I know inside my bubble one day I may discover that it too is just as confusing as the big picture.

Insightful story by: “Little”