So I am contemplating the idea of being alone in this huge Universe…still…why does this never leave my mind?????
Sometimes I lift my head up to the sky and at that moment the same visual thought rushes through my body- I am so small, pinned to this huge ball of mass…that spins around and around in circles to nowhere, wearing itself out…
Are you lonely?-people ask me…
No, is always my definite answer…however, after sometime I ask myself, am I lonely? Or am I just feeling alone?
There is such a slim line between the two…it’s like it is due to the fact whether we can accept our insignificance or not…the ones that can not agree with the fact that there is nothing after this- are always in search…but they feel, that even if they don’t find what they are looking for, still, they are guided by someone through this process…but me and the ones, that don’t believe, the ones that don’t feel we have this exceptional right for the love of the profound… what happens to the ones like us????
Are we condemned to feel lonely, because we lack faith or because we have different faith? Are we punished or are we just misunderstood?
1 comment:
Wow, great post. I have very similar thoughts most constantly. I think since I hit 30 I have contemplated my existence. I have no religous faith and often envy those around me who do. At least they have hope. I try to tell myself that life must be lived each day because at the end the memories of people around me are the ones who give me eternal life. I dunno I'm mumbling. Great blog.
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