Loo Blues

Philosophy is like sitting on a rocking chair…you think you are going somewhere, but in the end you are right where you began. To put it across more succinctly I guess it’s the art of wasting your life inside a self-built prison of answers.

You feel that you are climbing up and seeking answers, but once you are at the very top you'll notice that the seek itself is the answer!!!! Queer isn’t it?

Sitting in the balcony with a piping cup of coffee by my side , I gazed out at the dreary sky. It was the evening hour and seemed like it would rain. As the birds scurried back to their nest, a gentle zephyr over my hair brought back the train of thoughts, I was earlier cerebrating on. Rather than earlier , I would put it across that these thoughts were the current theme of my thought process. What’s the meaning of this life?

That way you could tell anyone on this planet what the meaning of life is. Maybe the person will accept the answer and maybe not. But no matter if they do, they still have to go through the same procedure like " I, me, and you" did before realizing what I, me and you meant by that.

An image from the axes of time brings back the flux of thoughts. When there is no content or essence to fill empty words, the thoughts simply rest empty and collect dust in the corner of my mind.

Me thinking to (or discussing with) myself in my toilet (it's the so very best place to think,):

An endless loop of answers to a simple question and then plop… the sound of a water drop leaking from the faucet broke the flux- Hey; the meaning of life is the endless search itself.

The search for answers- for a meaning -for a sense to fill your life.

You will always keep the hope of finding an enlightening answer,

The answer which will fill you with bliss and carry you up into the infinite skies,

The answer to threw you into a non-stop sea of endorphins and dopamine’s until your last day has come,

The answer to kill melancholy, sadness, depression.

The answer to make (infinite) awareness just as unimportant as all the small things.

And this hope keeps you up. This hope is why you don't quit thinking and searching.

Hope is such an important thing, may there be a reason for it or not, hope is fulfillment.
- Oh ok! I will go out there now and keep searching! Woo hoo! (whatever Anil...Curb it...)

- Right... this answer is not giving you anything, nor does it make your life brighter. I guess you must have reached the very last stage of your life to realize what the sentence

"The meaning of life is the endless search itself" really is all about.

As long as you are young those are only empty words.
But in the same moment we realize that we still should not quit thinking, since you could always just smile and hope that one day you will be 82 and finally fully aware of the previously mentioned sentence.

This whole thing took me a minute to realize and about 40 to write down. (After 2 months of storing the whole thing in my head)

Another proof that I sometimes think faster than I can actually realize and phrase out in words.

I walked back to the balcony with a huge smile on my face, even with knowing how useless all those thoughts are in my current situation.