For those who aren't ready for a
"Because I do"
can be puzzling, perplexing, even infuriating. They'll say this answer
is incomplete, confusing, even evasive - as if there's
really another answer, the real answer which
they assume, for reasons known only to myself, I'm holding back or
avoiding sharing. It's assumed that because I don't give a rational,
sensible answer ie an explanation, I must be ducking
the issue. It's more than that actually. It's because I don't give a
rational, sensible answer to
are somehow invalid.
Listen: if you try to filter
through what's rational, or through what makes sense, give up!
There's definitely no hope. You'll never get it
that way ...
There are two distinctions in play here. The first is this:
who I really am,
who we really
I really am, the
we really are, doesn't exist for a reason - it just
is. We love to explain ourselves. Man! We really
love to explain ourselves, don't we? Go on, tell the truth
... But even if and when I can't explain myself, I still
unavoidably am! As dearly as we hold onto the age old
belief "Everything happens for a reason", requiring a reason for
already being, is naïve. It's also an impediment to total
I assert things don't happen "for a reason". Rather,
things happen because they happen. Everything else is simply
conjecture and commentary, which leads to significance and a
story through which to live Life rather than simply
living Life ... that, plus a hopelessly
attempt to living Life ... that, plus a hopelessly futile attempt to
avoid the dominance of the
world in which it's the way it is because it's the way it is,
and it's the way it isn't because it's the way it isn't.
are an expression of the
at play in the
world. Therefore, appropriately, there's no reason for writing them. I
write them because I write them.