Questions are often asked about my optimistic smile, the happy-go-lucky personality and unwavering confidence.
The most common question: How do you know these things?
I don't ******* know. I know nothing. I have no ******* idea where 73% of my thoughts, words and ideas come from. I don't even feel like it's "me" speaking/typing most of the time.
Sometimes I have no idea that i'm telling you It's going to be alright because the words just charge out of my mouth. But I'm saying what is inside my brain. I don't think about it. That's my reaction.
Confused yet?
In the end it's all going to be alright cause we'll be dead. Either our conscious ceases or we are reconnected to all things-- that complete warm one-with-all feeling some call god or heaven or nirvana but we're going to forget all this stupid **** anyway.
I have no clue what I do or don't know, between your volatility of perception and society trying to hypnotize me into complacency while it slowly burns away, I'm lucky to know my own ******* name.
If you want answers to life's questions, stay away from me. Ask someone shrewd enough who pretends to know. Personally, I don't think there are any answers because they are whatever each person wishes them to be. I can only tell you what I feel and see in each moment as it's happening.
Ask allah, preachers, Zen, astrophysicists, philosophers, Reikis, dictionary writers, lawyers, mathematicians, astrologists, Buddha, Industrial engineers, the ******* guy who delivers your food (or anyone really) for answers and more than likely you will have different kinds of **** answers.