Questions Do Not Imply Validity In Answers

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Often times we stumble upon the peculiarities of life and we are tempted to ask questions in order to satisfy assumptions. Questions though are nothing but representations of perceptions. Perceptions on their turn are nothing more than the sum of stimuli that filter through our physiology. This is how and why most questions are invalid or wrong.

Usually philosophy comes to the rescue for most questions about life — or so it pretends it does. Rhetorics and narratives can formulate answers but often times they don't really answer the question but rather satisfy the subject’s perception. Semantics and complex terminology are often enough to entertain the ears of the masses without much sense coming out. This is why philosophical answers often sound more like a technical manual rather than a plain simple answer. This is why most people end up following straigh-up bullshiters that talk simple about "happiness", "love" and other meme words.

This is partly where philosophy fails. In an attempt to explain the complex peculiarities of being a living organism on a floating rock through space, the philosophical enquiry has invented a lexicon that only insiders can comprehend. Most people approaching philosophical subjects in depth feel confused, often alienated. In most cases one cannot even distinguish the bullshiter from the philosopher because the lines get increasingly grayed out. Heck, most people will bail out from this post just because a few words might appear too complex.

"Who made the universe?" is as a silly question as "Why pigeons are shitting assholes?". Why do we need a creator? Why do pigeons have bad personalities? Try to answer these questions and you create more invalid questions that drive the individual into of vortex of mindfucks. Give it an hour or two and you find yourself discussing discussing a completely different subject, having no idea how you ended up there to begin with. The question is often a symptom of our own anxiety, nothing more.

In an attempt to “elevate” our human existence into something “more” we try to offer complex explanations about life but we fail. This is how wars start. How religion exterminate each other. Conflicting answers to invalid questions.

Thing is, life does not care. The universe does not care. We are the authors and readers of our own manuals and yet we end up getting confused. A nail cannot hammer itself into wood. For that it needs another tool. This is how most of us get lost in our own minds, in our own thoughts. This is why most people give up when things appear too complicated.

The mind was not build for complex things but rather for simple, satisfying answers. Even those among us who excel at something, rather have a passion for what they do, almost a pathological obsession to get the job done for a specific kind of reward.

For most things around us there is no answer because simply most questions are either invalid or silly. Every single question should satisfy specific constituents before being being worded out. Ofte times, examining the nature of our own question can give us more answers about ourselves that our question even could.