I'm wondering, why are cats afraid of dogs when you never see a dog eating a cat? Why are cats even said to be afraid of dogs when you don't usually see a cat running from a dog? More like, a cat hissing at the sight of a canine.
So why? Is the world always saying things that aren't always proven? Is it because cats indeed were scared of dogs? Or is it just because some looney saw one particular cat running from a dog and decided to generalise?
There are many things in this world that are far beyond our comprehension. And many a times, when yousearch too much, and know too deep, you'll find that all you have are answers that you've never wanted to know. You'll be left with even more questions that are close to impossible to answer. "Seek and ye shall find". Yet, the bible didn't say that, whatever you find would necessarily satisfy.
Many people devote their entire lives to find answers they know they wouldn't like. The question is why? Why do people knock at the doors of misery, all on their own accord? Why do they try so hard to find answers that are not necessary? Why, don't they understand? It wasn't the dogs who killed the cats, it was curiosity.
I've seen women with high-flying careers commit suicide over night, like as if, their lives, the lives they have worked so hard for, never ever meant a single thing. They searched, day in day out, to find one answer. Some to find who their fathers were, others to find out why they have weird nightmares of unfamiliar things at night and some search to find life and it's meaning. And yet, sometimes, they don't end up with the anwers. Just more questions. When that happens, they start to give up and in extreme cases, many simply end their lives there and then, without consideration, whatsoever.
It's tragic, and it will always remain a mystery. No one can really understand a human's mind. It's far too complicated and way too mystical. People do things and say things that can shock and kill. Every day, people do things that are more often than not, unexpected and unresolved. Everyday, people die, from the questions of their own minds.
Indeed, curiosity not only killed the cat. It is going to kill all of us, eventually. It won't be global warming, nor World War Three. It'll just be us. Like I always say, we are the only ones to be blamed for the tragedy of the human race.
To run the race. The word 'race' doens't necessarily mean the race of life, as politically correct people always try to convince us. It is actually about running the race of our own nightmares. Because once it catches up with us, we won't be able to fight it, not like the way we think we would be able to. No knight in shining armour and certainly no magic potion. It's just us, as we were created, against the very being of our souls.
Everyone has their own nightmares. Everyone will find themselves one day, in search of something that might seem important at some point but everyone one day will come to know that searching isn't always the best way of finding the right anwers.
Most importantly, sometimes even the right answers end up wrong in the end.