Starting off, why do people conform to "normality"? Why are people able to dictate whether or not on is strange or "normal"? We are all different, so wouldn't that mean everyone is a little bit strange? Why do people care for their looks? Why do people have the need to appease others in such a way? Why must people judge and hate others breaking that paradigm of normality? Why must people fight and argue and scorn? Why?
What makes the Earth alive? What makes it poisoned and corrupted and selfish? What makes our world perfect? Why isn't our world perfect? Why (if we're so all mighty) haven't we made the world perfect? To what makes a child think and speak and talk in riddles through questions, yet won't seem to talk so eloquently towards adults? Why are we afraid?
What is Fear? What is Anger? What are emotions? What makes us feel what we feel? Why must we have to influence each other to feel anything? What gives the examples of these emotions and why are they display as such?
Why do we smile? Why do we laugh? Why do we cry? Why must we display our emotions like candy in a store, up front and center? Why is it strange to perceive no such emotion?
Why do we allow ourselves to hurt one another? What gives us the impulse to do so? Why must we do so? Why can't we have a life without lemons? Why can't we make something else other than lemonade? Why do we have to take what life gives us?
What is life anyway? Why do we live, only to die? Why must we shorten other lives by our words? Why are our words so harmful? Why must we believe that "Sticks and Stones May Break Our Bones, But Words Can Never Hurt Me"? Why must we fold a curtain over our eyes by the actions of others? Why must we forgive and forget?
Why do we need to forgive others? If they harm you, leave. Why must you stay?
Why is 2 + 2 = 4? Why is math so difficult to others and the rest have it on the back of their hands? Why do we say the expression "like the back of our hands"? Why do we say expressions, even?
Do you know?
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