a Revision

Up to now, I have been writing here and there, about any topic that comes to my mind. And actually, I wrote a draft of a post at the beginning of this week with the same pattern, but since I was non-functional due to covid, I almost didn’t finish its revision. And I’m not going to, even though in my own eyes it’s a decent post, the content is not relevant anymore.

I decided to write in a more focused way, around a specific theme from now on and that is “understanding & living life”. It may not seem like a theme per se, but it’s at least general enough not to include specific topics like startups or writing styles or any other topic that I am interested in and read and think about. In that way, I want to write my own views of life, meaning, basic concepts (or basic concepts to me), and how I define them.

Now, I am not an expert in life or living. And we are all living life and each of us has some perceptions around it. But it’s MY topic. This is something that as far as I remember, I was fascinated by (the understanding of life), and it naturally accompanied me through the years in spite of life events and ups and downs. I always have this fascination nearby me, smiling, waiting for me to get back to him at the next chance. And so far, we have kept this friendship intact.

When I was a teenager I was painfully curious to know what this world and life is all about (Yes, it was really painful at times). I think it comes from a bug (or a feature!) in me that this life has not become normal to me. I live life and some days are too busy that I don’t get a chance to notice the abnormality of it, but in the bigger picture (and I usually zoom out to that automatically) it’s not at all normal. Why should I exist? What happened that I started existing? What made this world exist? And more importantly WHY? What if I were a fly or a tree? How do they experience this bizarre existence of theirs? And many similar questions that you may not relate to, but I do.

I know some people frown upon such questions and consider them “depressive”. I am not depressed, if anything, I am more excited about this life than many. But it’s odd to be here, to exist, to be humans in a world where many other species exist, to have language and to have so many concepts and words to define things, and yet be in here not knowing where we come from or where we go. I know some claim to know the answers, but that’s a topic of another post.

Therefore, I think it’s a topic worth contemplation and delving into. And I am more involved in this than any other topic. So, this is what I am going to write about with more focus from now.

I may not always write about all these deep topics, as they come mostly in the form of questions and not answers. I may write about general topics in life, like my own set of definitions, core beliefs, and values and how they came along.