Existential Crisis
Recently I had a lecture on intelligence. At one point it made me question my own intelligence. Towards the end, I started to question my own existence. Mind you, I have had an existential crisis since I was in second grade. All of us go through this at least once in our life. We start to question our purpose, individuality, or even ourselves. Now, I don't know if there are correct answers to these questions. I don't think there ever can be a correct answer. These are subjective questions and their answers will vary based on the individual's framework. Then how do we satisfy this quest to know about our fundamental essence? How do we cope up with this existential crisis? I believe we are born specifically for our lives. We are a perfect match for ourselves. So our existence is validated. All we can do amidst this chaos is find solace. I comfort myself by remembering that I am made of stardust that has passed through various supernovas. I am literally a star. We ...