I feel most alive when I am investigating unanswered questions,
the non-google-able kind.
A question I can’t answer is an invitation for self-exploration, philosophical study, and artistic inquiry.
Questions I’ve been asking lately:
Why do I dance?
Why bellydance vs another kind of dance?
What happens when we die?
If we are all one, can we have one another’s thoughts?
Are there other dimensions besides this one?
Is it wise or valuable to create another human life in the current times?
Is there hope for the future?
Is there such a thing as good and evil?
Is it possible to receive divine inspiration or be driven by the demiurge?
What am I made up of?
Who are we other than our bodies and our thoughts?
How does space and time work?
Some answers that seem to be constant:
Everything is always changing.
Some of the texts I’m reading along this journey:
The Elegant Universe. Brian Greene.
Be Here Now. Ram Dass.
The Weiser Concise Guide to Aleister Crowley. Richard Kaczynski.
World of the Buddha. Lucien Stryk.