Here We are

Here we are: 

here we are, and the question is why?

 is it by design, and with purpose? 

questioning ourselves generally leads us towards answers, hopefully ones that leave us with a sense of satisfaction, that we've discovered a certain truth, a revelation of some deeper meaning. Yet inquiry is of a different sort, no answer is really meant to satisfy, and the questions themselves only serve to bring us to a point of silence, an answer entirely of its own, without need of forcing a reply.

why are we here?

there's no true way to know - science doesn't deal with the question of why, only working through the details of how something came to be, hard facts proven through equations and working through labs and fields of study. Religion and philosophy speculate, providing grander views and visions of this and other worlds. They give a flexible truth, and any believer is able to find the one that best suits their wish to believe, filling the void of their questioning with someone else's answers. 

are we here by design?

and do we have a purpose to serve?

my own answers are momentary, or perhaps I should better say that this moment itself is an answer, providing all I ever really have to know. If asking why I am here, to what purpose, and if it's all by some grand design - my world replies at once, answering by breath, and heartbeat, that I am here for just this single draw and release of air, that my purpose is to breathe and be alive, designed exactly for this to occur with astounding grace and precision. It's my only answer, arriving through the innocence of asking, dismissing knowledge for stillness, and simply listening, listening, listening....

here we are,

and there isn't an question.

it's enough to simply be.

our every breath tells us this is so...

listen.

~

Peace, Eric