I'm always asking questions. I always have been, and probably always will. I question everything. I question authority above all. I feel it would be reckless and stupid of me, an intensely curious and noble individual, to not ask questions. I really like to ask the big, meaningful questions the most.

Here's a list of some of the great questions I've been asking myself lately:

• Does having a high vibration mean that you HAVE to ignore half of reality in order to maintain it?
• Does fake kindness help heal or hurt?
• Does choosing your happiness make you a bad person?
• What is badness, anyways? Is it objective or subjective?
• Is it possible to thrive in goodness while remaining untouched by badness?
• Do we truly have responsibilities towards those less fortunate than us?
• Do we truly have responsibilities at all?
• Are we all really imposters?
• Can people deserve money? Can people deserve poverty?
• Does ignoring the things we don't like really make a better world?
• What happens when reality shows us we're wrong? What happens when we ignore that we're wrong?
• Do the things we choose to ignore always come back to us later?
• Is there really such a thing as right-and-wrong, or is it all just wildly different systems of chaos and order?
• Has evil already won? Does goodness ever really win?
• Are opinions reflections of the Truth?
• Is justice real or imaginary? How is it made?
• Does the universe reward and punish or is it all just random strokes of fate?
• Does a god or gods make the rules, or do humans make the rules?
• Do goodness and badness emanate froom the same source?
• Is anything actually correct?
• Can world peace even exist?
• Is evil necessary for good? Is good necessary for evil?
• If something is one way and yet we want it to be another way, can we change it? SHOULD we change it?
• Is reality even real, or is this all some kind of dream?
• Is science really the final arbiter of Truth? Can there even BE a final arbiter of Truth?
• Is science corrupted by money? Is it corrupted by bias?
• Can science truly inform us of what is real? If nothing is real, then how would science know it? How would science tell us about it?
• We know people aren't perfect, not even scientists— but is science itself perfect?

Now, some of these questions are tongue-in-cheek, and I already know the answer to them. Others are genuine questions I have about the world. But all of them stem from things I've been thinking a lot about these days.