Realization In One's Life

Here I go again writing. I feel secure whenever I write for I feel free typing down my insights as my words interact with one another. No one should stop me, no one could stop me. Anyway, this is my blog-a reflection of my REAL self. Now I'm starting to be oriented with what my "CO-BLOGGERS" real identities are whenever I read their journal entries.

My blog entries for the past few days seem to be so emotional. They really are. Maybe this is just my ONLY way to release all these feelings inside me I wish I do not have.

At one point in one's life, he will come to some realization, develop a higher understanding of himself, or have an epiphany of some type. This one incident can change a person's entire outlook on life including their beliefs and practices. A few years ago, I underwent one of these experiences in which I realized that life entailed no inherent meaning, but only that of which I could myself assign to my actions and despite this I
must somehow find happiness in my life.

All are condemned to death. No one knows exactly when the inevitable will come, but everyone knows it is inescapable. Knowing this, it is obviously difficult to ascertain meaning in one's life, and in knowing this, it is obvious that life is universally meaningless. Life is only bearable if one can find a faux sense of happiness and meaning in his life.

The life I have is just so short...

I'm bound to give beautiful meaning...

The world continues to spin...

Without minding that "I belong"...

Problems show up...

One by one...

They start to break me...

Where's happiness again?

How can I build happiness

when I can't even bring back myself to life?