Why am I always asking myself questions that do not have answers? What is my purpose, why are we here? These questions cause me great anxiety.
I wish I could find a way to stop asking and just accept, but I cannot. How does one stop asking when one cannot find an answer? To me something is just not right about all of this. I find meaning for other things on the earth but I cannot find any true meaning for man. Air has a purpose. Plants have a purpose. Other animals have a purpose, etc. When it comes to humans, I go blank.
As you can tell by my writing, I am not your average high IQ individual but I am always looking for answers. This is one of the finest examples of how I think. Mr. Rust Cole explains us in this conversation from the 1st season of True Detective. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A8x73UW8Hjk
I get chills when I listen to this. Why is it so hard for me to just let go? After all of these years of man being on this planet and we still do not have a reason as to why.