No wait. Am I really doing this. Like shouldn’t I overthink this just like I do with basically everything that I do? This is out of character. Confusing. Perhaps even frustrating my ego. Because my ego tells me I’m not eligible to do this. Nobody cares about me or what I have to say. Well okay ego let me reframe you because your negative shit talk is not having a positive impact on this moment right now. I would rather be in a positive state than in whatever state you are trying to bring me in. So sorry for this start. But since this is the insights of my most mystifying perplexing distressed mind I’m going to leave it there for everyone to read. Although that wouldn’t probably be considerable. Because. I actually have no idea why. I more often than I would like to admit don’t know why. Which gives me discomfort like no other. I could answer you why nobody is going to read this. It’s when it gets to the deeper levels under that question when I am unable to continue with giving an answer I think is right. We might think we know shit but we don’t. You can give the obvious answer for example to the question why we created money. Facilitating efficient exchange. Okay why are we using efficient exchange? To meet people’s needs. Why do people have needs? They are essential for survival. Why do we survive? Good question. Wait. Trust me. The existential crisis you might be experiencing now isn’t worth it. I’ve thought about dying too. Probably more often than I thought about being grateful of how weirdly magically beautiful it is to be alive. I’ve disgraced live which I now have the ability to realize simply because I know as little about how death is as much as I know about the why I’m alive. Which might conclude that death is life renewed. So it ain’t worth risking it until it’s inevidable I realized. Life is entrusted to me conceivably without reason at all. The thought of that has lost it’s power to experience sentiment. So what. Great. For as far as I know obligation are non existent except for the ones I created myself. Most of the humans I believe have created it to navigate the complexities of being alive. It’s beneficial to thriving. Yet that own created answer to why we are alive which is different for everyone is often viewed as truth. Eliminating the thought that there isn’t a right answer. Neither is there a wrong. Absence of answer.