Why? What happens now? My mind has now become somewhat of a mesh of what is, can be, could've been with no urge or real initiative to answer it; not even looking for an answer. Do we even look for answers to those questions?
I don't know. Today I got home, did homework and did what I do when I get bored. Surf recipes online. I realize that this might be a arduous task for some or simply stupid for the rest but somehow for some reason I enjoy to cook. I don't even have to eat it. As a matter of fact I like eating one or two then I want my creation out of my house. Unfortunately, things don't happen like that. Anyway, I came across a very easy recipe for bagels and I said why not? I made them (not well, missed a step, ended up miniature... but I made them)
I told some of my friends through BBM what I was up to so she asked me if I hadn't made them, would I buy them. I in fact wouldn't have bought them, however I made them. She later asked me, "If you're not gonna eat them, and they're not good enough to sell, then why are you making them?"
This is when this whole existentialist crisis kicked in. I looked and searched and stuffed things in and out of my mind desperately seeking an answer all the while sitting in silence.
Little by little ideas and words started creeping into my brain and started making sense, as I was creating this blog. All of a sudden, "Blogger" asks me to decide which default setting I want. I'm faced with all these different options with no will or preference, it's just me and the computer screen, staring at me impatiently. I chose "minima dark” which translates to minimal dark. Right next to it was simply “minimal” however I didn’t choose it because I need the text to pop out for my own pleasure.
I guess we do what we do because we are taught to, we are used to it. Yes, as a matter of fact that is the cookie cutter, philosophical wannabe answer but I don't think you understand what I'm getting at here.
Things exist for our own pleasure with no reason as to why we continue them or prolong their existence any longer. Stupid? Selfish? Spoiled? Too complex for understanding? What are we?
I guess I didn’t answer my question, but then again I wasn’t looking to.
I don't know. Today I got home, did homework and did what I do when I get bored. Surf recipes online. I realize that this might be a arduous task for some or simply stupid for the rest but somehow for some reason I enjoy to cook. I don't even have to eat it. As a matter of fact I like eating one or two then I want my creation out of my house. Unfortunately, things don't happen like that. Anyway, I came across a very easy recipe for bagels and I said why not? I made them (not well, missed a step, ended up miniature... but I made them)
I told some of my friends through BBM what I was up to so she asked me if I hadn't made them, would I buy them. I in fact wouldn't have bought them, however I made them. She later asked me, "If you're not gonna eat them, and they're not good enough to sell, then why are you making them?"
This is when this whole existentialist crisis kicked in. I looked and searched and stuffed things in and out of my mind desperately seeking an answer all the while sitting in silence.
Little by little ideas and words started creeping into my brain and started making sense, as I was creating this blog. All of a sudden, "Blogger" asks me to decide which default setting I want. I'm faced with all these different options with no will or preference, it's just me and the computer screen, staring at me impatiently. I chose "minima dark” which translates to minimal dark. Right next to it was simply “minimal” however I didn’t choose it because I need the text to pop out for my own pleasure.
I guess we do what we do because we are taught to, we are used to it. Yes, as a matter of fact that is the cookie cutter, philosophical wannabe answer but I don't think you understand what I'm getting at here.
Things exist for our own pleasure with no reason as to why we continue them or prolong their existence any longer. Stupid? Selfish? Spoiled? Too complex for understanding? What are we?
I guess I didn’t answer my question, but then again I wasn’t looking to.
