philosophized

Is this simply a farce? A pointless endeavour to entertain the audience? Who would enjoy being entertained by means of wasting their time with a nonesensicle piece of literature?

We are idolators, worshipping the work of our own hands. We only busy ourselves with work, to be able to consume. We want to have much, instead of being much.

Do you know how your car works? Or your computer? How the food you buy in the supermarket was produced? Granted that the world is growing ever more complex, how can we still survive when we're clearly not able to see the entire picture our life amasses?

Have you ever thought about why we go to school? Why we spend a dozen of years of our life going to the same place every day to be taught

Why do I need an umbrella, if it never rains? This sounds like a strange question. Inadvertantly we think: You probably don't need it, but is that a realistic scenario?

Life is a pretty huge delivery. Every one of our days is full of impressions, packed with experiences that, like life as a whole, only have one question for us: How will you react? They demand that we show ourselves, decide on who we want to be. And who are we really?

Time is a strange thing. It's like those stalagmites you find in large caves: It's constantly dripping, but you can only see what is accumulated on the bottom. The stalagmite;

Today's society presumes the existence of free will. Otherwise, how should punishment be justified if I'm not really responsible for my actions? How can democratic decisions be fair if people

These days, many people seem to observe a departure from the era of facts, due to the rise of fake news, which spread misinformation and shape opinions. Has there ever