We are given the gift from God to smell, touch, see, hear and taste - our 5 senses. These senses allow us to observe, process and understand those around us - to make sense of it. What we then do with that information is completely our choice - a choice to be determined by how we were shaped, learnt, brought up and nurtured. How we were taught to tell the right from wrong. We use these 5 senses to tell the truth from lies, to determine the dreams from reality. Sometimes, these 5 senses deceive us. Makes us see something surreal. Something that is manipulated by our inner desires. We make ourselves feel good by simply pretending that it's real. Living as if it was real. For some, this leads to achieving one's dreams. For others, it comes to hit a bottom pit of something called self-realisation. Self realisation is never an easy process to go through; the emotional state of mind we engage in; the helpless reaching out for company. Using our 5 senses we carefully analyse the situation around us, seeing only the things we wish to see, registering it into our minds, and making sense of it.
We question those situations that doesn't seem to make sense at all: ones we just cannot understand, acknowledge, perceive. Only is it when one goes through a troubled time of being when at the end they finally see a bright light: the end of the tunnel. Only is it when one experiences the horrible things in life when they start seeing the good. We live our lives, finding those answers. The answers to making sense of the matters in life which don't - but do we get anywhere?
Our mind registers the subject matters which cause us to react with an emotion. Because of that link with our emotion, we are able to remember it. And when we encounter something that reminds us of it, we immediately bridge a link between the two. From this we develop an attachment, a sense of need. Desire. Over time this grows bigger if we allow it to. On the other hand, there are cases in which our mind blocks it out, to help us forget. To help us forget the horrible stomach-clenching feeling we receive from it. Others feel the need to feel that feeling. Others, don't understand, and reach for answers. Answers to questions in which they generate through their information that are formed from the 5 senses.
So many questions that need answers to, and often the answers aren't given. What is the sense of life in question to that? What do we do with the questions left unanswered? Do we ever find the answers to the unexplained; the unknown?
