Ever heard the saying ”The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence” ? the most people have, and for those who haven’t, it refers to the fact that we as people often tend to like what other people have more than what we have. We often think that when we have something and we grow bored of it, it can always be better, but how would you know that it isn’t just you who is a bit too picky on what you have? Ask your self, am I being fair to the fact that there might not be better? And weather or not you answer truthfully you might not ever encounter but you know that you tried.
“What if this is as good as it gets?” was a line that I first heard in a movie called As god as it gets. Where a time in the movie the main character named Melvin Udall, played by Jack Nicholson, sits down and says to a group of depressed psychiatric patients “What if this is as good as it gets?” I don’t mean to ask you this question just so you can go as a group of depressed psychiatric patients and then ask them, but in a way we rise to the level where we who are not under this level of illness will say, why does this concern us? And if you haven’t noticed yet, you’re slow.
The grass will always be greener on the other side if we don’t open up to that this might just be as good s it gets. Very often we think that things can be better than they are, and it’s great when people pursue that, but what is that perusing just turns into that you constantly are looking over the fence just to find that no matter what you do to your soil to make the grass greener, it just wont. And that you find that you are doing something that you never had to worry about in the first place. So this might just be as good as it gets.
But have you thought about how you ask this question? I mean what ever you do it will always be a bit negative, either it’s a way to say that your going up or something or it’s a way for you to say how can the guess get greener? And if your asking someone else is this as good as it gets, you might as well have stated by saying “can’t you do it better?” There you can only answer yes or no, and if the answer is no, guess what, the question is on you again, because now you have to tell your self that this is as far as satisfaction will take you, but by asking the question that just means that you haven’t got the complete satisfaction. And, by the way, who knows where that line of satisfaction is for you, you might not even know it.
It’s one of the most widely asked questions that you will ever know. No body knows who the first person to ask this questions was, no body really cares enough to find out, though I think if you tried you would have to do immense amounts of research who would get you now where toward who the person was if there actually might be a ”patient 0.” why are we here? Is most likely a question that is there to be discussed more than answered, we have no answer and will most likely never get one.
Scientists could give you a long answer to how did we get here and I’m sure that much religion could as well. But that one plaguing, little”why” ruins it all doesn’t it? I’d still discuss that it’s a beautiful question.
I like to go to the end of things and just tell you that we aren’t really here, it’s just a things that we tell ourselves and in reality this isn’t a blog this is just something you are imagining and that it’s only you living and nothing is real. But then a lot of people would tell me that in wrong and that its blasphemy, and that I have no right to tell people such things, but there I would say freedom of speech saves me.
When people discus why we are here they very often discus how did we get here? And who or what brought us here? But there I wont step into details, but rather just say that if these questions are together or not is a concern of the location, the people, and the mood. This is a question that you can be so sure of but you can never really have the answer because no two people believe everything completely the same.
Personally I say that we are here because we want to be, and if we don’t then we are living because someone else wants us here. I don’t think that a thing happens for a reason, I believe that we happened for a reason.
I am always willing to discus these questions but only because I am so sure that a cheesy answer is all we need to answer it, but it’s not like I will ever be right. So therefore keep on asking and keep on discussing it. Even though you might not ever get a true answer or just get remotely close to a conclusion, that wont be the point, we all knowledge nothing more nothing less. so tell me, Why are we here?
Have you ever sat in class and just not understood something an then wondered if it would be too stupid to ask? i know i have. and then when you finally ask it, it really is too stupid, well the teacher says so, or maybe you just really had something to ask and then it’s so hard to explain where your going with it that you just keep on talking and at some point you even loose you self. Not, at-least you could just be the kind of person who loves asking questions because you seek knowledge. i think it was a fortune cookie that I once came across that said “he who asks will be stupid for a moment, but he who doesn’t will be stupid for a life time.” perfection is what we aim for but what we need is questions for perfection, but when do you know if when you are asking is a stupid question? What is a stupid question? And how do we define it? Right before a test in school we were always told not to ask stupid questions and that was fine for me. But what about the people who just can’t draw the line between stupid and okay. Are they the people who ends up asking the questions or are they just going to ask questions about it at all because they don’t really know if it will count on there grades, or it just will get the teacher really angry. We never really know, do we?
So consider this… is there such thing as a stupid question? and in the case doesn’t it really compares more to the mood or just personal boundaries of the person who asks and is being asked?
Personally I don’t believe in stupid questions I believe in questions that haven’t been considered enough before asked. Or maybe they were considered but brain capacity for some people in measured in the countdown of seconds.
So what if your teacher is having a bad day? Isn’t everything just getting considered stupid then? So remember, questions are about the situation, the place, the people, and as once heard in a youtube video, LOCATION, LOCATION, LOCATION.
And remember if the question is considered widely stupid you might want to wait till you have the person you want to ask under four eyes. And if it’s something you really have to ask there at the moment then tuff luck the world can be an evil place.
I love questions, and even more so I love answering them
But questions are more about what you get out of the answer than what you answer, this may seem hard to understand but some times it is really healthy for you not to be able to answer questions that some ones asks you. It’s pretty servere if you can never answer them, but sometimes a little too much can be good.
As I was sitting on my porch steps this morning and purring in my daily ration of tea with sugar, I came to a sudden conclusion, that by the way can be widely discussed, but anyway, what ever we do why do we always involve questions? I mean can’t we just have answers? They are so much easier to fiddle with. But no, to reach answers you have to ask questions. My normal range of question is completely absurd; it goes from, ”what?” all the way to,” Are we actually real, or are we just imagination in our own minds?”
I remember once a very minded person’s words, I believe it went like this, ”The smart talk while the wise listen” it could have been Jimmy Hendrix, but imp not really sure since it was on a bumper sticker somewhere. To me this means that you are smart when you can tell about all the facts in the world, but you are wise, and maybe a bit smarter, when you question it. And that my ladies and gentle men is just another question asking us who we should or not be.
To me the world would be pointless without a little question and without question there would be no world. Because without our little friend”?” we would all be a bunch of rude, know-it-all’s, and who really wants that? I’m not telling everyone to only ask questions because with only questions we wouldn’t have all the lovely answers that make us ask more questions. Answers or well just anything that could be an answer are like seeds to a tree, and the questions are like the beautiful leaves that spread out and bring the tree to the stunner that it truly is.
My father was a sailor a long time ago and he always tells us these amazing stories about the places he has gone, mostly because he go into some situation, but he was a sailor right?
My personal favorites are the ones about the South Pole:
The year was 1978 and sailing the seas was his job at the time, the trip was marked sailing from Hobart, Tasmania, a state capitol in Australia to the South Pole. The whole point of this trip was to sail expedition people to and from the lands. It was a cold trip but always very extraordinary. So one day as they were sailing around in the edge of the pole and measuring the different states of the water they started naming the small islands. It’s always easier to map out islands with a name and then write the measurements in a separate journal. And so they came to name an island after him,”Lundgaard’s paradise”, strange name you might say, and that would be a yes and no.
You know what else you can find on the South Pole? Penguins, some of the most self centered, stupid and yet brilliant animals you will find. For example, they will stand in a lot of layers right up to the edge of a huge cliff to the water and then to check if there are whales in the water the back ones will start pushing everyone forward till there are a few in the front that has fallen into the water, and then they will stop pushing and just wait to see if the penguins made it or got eaten by whales, and if they made it they all jump in, if they didn’t, they find another cliff and do it all over again. The point is that on the south pole there’s a lot of snow holes, as I call them, holes into the snow, and every once in a while a few small penguins fall into them. The wholes aren’t extremely deep, but they still can’t get out on there own. So one day as my dad, and two other sailors, a man and a woman, are walking out on the huge amounts of snow the woman sees one of these holes with a small penguin in it. If the penguin doesn’t find a magical way to get out, it’s most likely dead. She finds it sad that a cute little penguin should die so she decides they have to save it, saving a penguin is pretty hard since if you don’t hold it in the right way it will slap you, and that will cause bruises-big ones. So she gets my dad and the other sailor convinced that they have to help, so my dad is held in his legs by the other sailor and slowly lowered into the hole, where he grabs the penguin by it’s neck then pushes it to the ground and following grabs it around it’s wings and pushes it under his jacket where he then held tight around it as he was lifted up. He then passed the penguin on to the lady she brushed it of and put in on the snow, I don’t know if you have over seen how fast a penguin can go, I have, and it sure is fast. They were most likely only able to same it because it was a small normal type of penguin, if it had been a type called a emperor penguin the probably could not have done it.
Have you ever found yourself in situations where questions are all you have and you need answers? But the only answers you can get lie in the future, and at that point it may be too late. I know I have, my life is nothing but questions. And sometimes you think you have so many that it might be easier if others just answered them? Or you might be the person answering them.
I find that we all get in situations where it’s easier answering other people’s questions that it is answering your own. And really I think that sometimes we are just trying to step away from answers because questions are so much easier to find.
Today’s society was build on questions, questions of any kind, and ever wondered why that may that may have been what it was build on? We may not realize it but every time we open our mouths, we are letting another person answer a question or just make one. Through time we question our selves so much that the average of it can not even be measured. And you may think that you question to much… but you can never question enough. Questioning is knowledge.
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