How many books, movies, songs, How many families, friends, lovers, How many cities, countries, continents, How many schools, universities, companies, How many philosophers, psychologists, How many gurus, scientists, prophets, Are going to tell me who I am? What a pointless expectation, ...
Can a mountain turn into a river? ...
Right or wrong. Which one? ...
I am too small in this world. I am too helpless in this world. I am an invisible point in this universe. I am just a dust in this air. Who am I? ...
I am walking out of the apartment. Again. Temporarily. I walked out of many other apartments. Permanently. Forever. I call this current one home. In the same way that I used to call other ones. They were home to other people as well. What made this one my home, my place, my safe place? What would happen if I didn’t go back home this time? What would happen if I would never find a home again, my home again? Have I ever found a home even, my home even? ...
Would robots ask if robots would take over the world? That would be funny. ...
Where do I go from here? Why do I go from here? How do I go from here? What is wrong with here and now? Who would tell me? What would be my source of direction? ...
Let’s divide time in three parts and move between them. Those are yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Also, past, present/now, future. This division works for the life of an individual in the same way for the history of humanity. Let’s time-travel our judgment. What would happen if judgment judges itself? How does judgment affects living our lives? ...
Who is a free human? What is a prison? What is freedom to a baby born into a prison? ...
Everything they told me, Starting with what my name is, What to eat, Where to sleep, when to wake up, Where to shit, When and which schools to go, Which top books to read, Which best movies to watch, What kind of music to listen to my naked ears, What to wear on my naked ass, Which top places to visit, Which job, partner, car, religion, apartment to pick? Even they told me, What is right and what is wrong, Who to hate and who to love, who to respect, even how much of that, they told me, What is good and what is bad, they told me, like their favorite food. ...