NO MORE QUESTIONS

What is a question?
A question is an inquiry addressed to someone to obtain information. So we ask a question. A difficult question becomes a subject, a point, a problem that gives rise to reflection and discussion.

Sometimes it's a question of time, other times a question of money. In the past, the question was applied to accused or convicted persons to extract confessions. Later, a questionnaire became a series of questions used as the basis for an investigation.

 

I remember that when my children were very young, I always taught them to ask the question WHY. This word is found in the majority of questions asked. Why is the earth round? Why does life have an end? Why are we here? And a million other questions.

The aim of my subject is to discuss these topics, their causes, their reasons, to find out why something is the way it is. Very often, we don't find the answers we're looking for, so we're sent to specialists, researchers, scholars and scientists who might know. Unfortunately, they don't have the right answer.

Let's get back to my objective. The objective exists outside the mind, as opposed to the subjective, which is related to the thinking subject and expresses an individual certainty.  The subjective belongs to the subject, while the objective is an intellectual attitude that consists in striving to eliminate subjective elements of appreciation.

When I ask the question: "Why did she get cancer when she was only 13? This is outside the mind. Where is reality? There's no answer to "why", and that's what grieves me, what distresses me, what causes me great pain. There's something fateful in the question.

After asking so many questions on so many subjects and finding no answers, I reach the point where I say to myself: "Stop! You can see there are no answers. Why are you making yourself sick? Change the subject! There's more to life than questions."

Should I listen to my brain, because that's where this suggestion is coming from? How can I stop asking questions when my whole life has been filled with them? It's thanks to them that I've learned so much. And now I'm being asked to give up? I can't!

I read a wonderful phrase by Georges Wolinsky that I'm not familiar with: The real question is: "How can I make the most of life? The real answer is: "By avoiding asking the real questions". I'm going to follow this extraordinary and remarkable advice.

I've often asked myself the question, "Is life worth living?"
Studying Albert Camus, we find a really serious philosophical problem: suicide, a subject I prefer to avoid right away.

For months now, I've been feeding dozens of birds that come to my garden every afternoon around 3 p.m. when I have my second coffee of the day. But they haven't been coming for over a month now. Why haven't they come? What have I done other than feed them? How can I understand such a situation? Am I to blame? I seem to have been punished. And yet I can't see what's wrong with me.

To change the subject a little, these days the "why" has become "for whom". It's election time and both candidates are fighting tooth and nail. I can't vote, so I'm keeping my comments to myself to avoid any upset. "The best way to question yourself is to make things better". This word belongs to Elon Musk

Life is funny! Because we don't have the answers, we make them up, hoping to satisfy ourselves. But an answer is what is said back to the person who asked the question. In this case, I'm the one asking the question, and I'm the one wanting an answer. Isn't it a shame not to have one? And isn’t  giving back a good deed?

In conclusion: "Is there life after death? Only Jesus could answer that question. Unfortunately, he's dead," says Coluche. It sometimes seems that the answer is the misfortune of the question. And the last word belongs to our friend Einstein: "The important thing is never to stop questioning. Never lose a holy curiosity".