What is truth?

Have you ever wondered what our life is all about? Well, I have. If you are reading now, you should be warned that what is coming up next might not be your favorite sentences of the day.

I have been pondering on the fact why we are what we are. For an instance, why do we call ourself people? Because it sounds right? Because the cavemen who created the word 'people' is named people? Or is it merely a hit of inspiration? We always say that if there is hope there is always light ahead of us. What does that mean? It is not scientifically proven and neither is it a religious believe. Why? Because none of us know of the existence of god or rather an upper power. Why do we have to believe when people said they have seen god? Are you really going to believe in something for life because someone said that they have seen something that is far from solid that has a big chance of being 99% an optical illusion.

If you are wondering why i had such a dark thought it is because my mom was giving me a piece of her mind while i was in the car with her. She said something about us not respecting her words and decisions. That immediately sent my brain racing up to the moon. Why is it that there is such thing called respect? Because the cavemen thought that they didn't like opinions? Because bossy parents think that all of their words are just commands? For goodness sake, we are not in military. Besides, even if we are, it is not necessary that they are the commanders. Yes, a very dark thought indeed. Can you blame the towering curiosity and the distrust in the so called ' way of living'. If you think i ought to be prosecuted for what i have spilled out, go ahead, you are a loser and no scientist material.



Another thing...
Qui Nee... if fucking wanna be an archaeologist go ahead and map out your own future. If your 'rents think that it is a bad choice, you have to work even harder to show them that your decisions matter and they are god-damned wise. If you think you might just give up on being an archaeologist in future, go to the toilet, look at the mirror and tell yourself that your 'rents might have given you your looks but they have no right to control what way other people might look at you in future. Whether archaeologist or not. I have your back. ( Say thanks to me for advertising you. Nuffnang pay me for advertising them. Sorry, for taking credit for everything i say. Xoxo )