Why are there questions ?

There are many things in the Earth. I am also one of these many things. I am living in a very different situation now. I really don’t know what would come next but I don’t have a choice as well. Everyone are running so am I being a human I am automatically embedded in this mass race. I am is busy as nothing else and for no reasons. The funny thing is I create videos and they are just data if you look closely as a worker process. Is that what I come for in this earth. No one can answer why have you been in this earth. You work all the day in computer and strain your eyes and that’s what the meaning of living has been for me.

Where would I like to be. This is never a question. How should I live my life. My life is burning every second. Confusion with only waste the time but there is no option as well. Time is so beautiful it would always push you in the future so In a sense time itself is a time machine. I have a little bit of Fear inside. I don’t know why the fear is a floating inside me. I really don’t have any desires at the moment beside working on new projects. Maybe that might be my only desire. Fear usually comes when you have something to lose maybe I’m holding something very tight in my subconscious that is creating the fear. I would like to be light as light as a feather. I would like to fly high in the sky. Take me my beautiful nature back to your womb. Take me deep inside so that I run from your fuel. The so called bliss is hiding in this. So take me far away so that I can enjoy in this. Flowers bloom but they don’t ask why. Trees sway in wind and they never ask why. The river flows beautifully and the never asked why. Why is this “why” inside me why.