Meridian

So this is my writing in like 10 minutes, I was, actually still am feeling drowsy, and the sun is in my eyes. Also I'm not sure I know what a Meridian is, but oh well. Here's what I wrote...

The meridian is just over the tops of the trees. The sun is reflecting off of it, and into my eyes. I don’t look away, but look straight at it, straining my eyes against the mighty force of the light. After a few seconds, I have to look away, and I can’t remember the point of it all. I sigh because this isn’t the first time my thoughts have been lost in other thoughts. I sigh again to make it more dramatic, than it is. Finally I sigh one more time, louder this time, and I move my shoulders higher when I do so. When I’m done sighing I wonder why I was sighing, and realise that it’s happen again. This self imposed memory loss which I do whenever I need to remember something that matters. 

It’s like when you ask yourself a serious question. Something about the meaning of life, and then your thoughts wonder. And if you’re lucky, you look back and see how much you’ve grown, and you make some ground braking statement about yourself, or about the world. It feels amazing, like something that was always there in the back of your head, a problem unsolved. And you’ve just solved it, there’s one less important thing to understand.

Then the next time you delve deep into yourself, you find out that what you thought was ground breaking knowledge, was just nonsense you thought when you were younger. Eventually you realise that whenever you try to answer the meaning of life. That you just ask it again, only in a more multifaceted way.

So my question is why ask in the first place? And how could we as people, obsessed with the meaning of everything, stop asking questions? Are questions and knowledge really important? Because as soon as you’ve thought something, a second later it can be proved wrong, and you’re past thoughts are just that, past thoughts.

I suppose it’s like global warming, for those who believe in that sort of thing. There may be no hope at all for this planet, but we still have hope. We must keep that hope, and therefore we must act on it.

Speaking of global warming, it’s really hot today. And the sun is shining in my eyes. The meridian is just over the tops of the trees. The sun is reflecting off of it, and into my eyes. I don’t look away, but look straight at it, straining my eyes against the mighty force of the light.