The Cobweb of Life

The Cobweb of Life

The lives of people are like young trees in a forest. They are being choked by climbing vines. The vines are old thoughts and beliefs planted by dead men.

~ SHERWOOD ANDERSON, “Seeds,” The Triumph of the Egg

Where are we?

Where am I?

Who am I?

Why am I here?

What’s the purpose of my life?

These are questions I ask myself when life seems complex, confused and utterly complicated.

Who else can give answers to these stupid queries except me…so then again I travel through my thoughts in search of the ultimate answers or to get enlightenment, as I call it.

But mostly to no avail. Or that’s how it appears on the outside. Deep down inside I actually fight with myself because I know it’s all right there within me. I know all the answers. But, I have difficulty accepting them. It’s exactly like wanting to have one’s cake and eat it too.

A kind of dilemma…


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