The Question-Marq Asylum

I wonder sometimes if my curiosity is my superpower? I wonder if there's such a thing as a superpower? Are we born with them? Do our life experiences cultivate them? Is there such a thing as a bad, or stupid question? Aren't we just trying to understand? What worlds can one unlock with just the simple asking of a question? What neurological pathways get reopened in our brains with just the asking of the right question?

Can I encourage you to think? Can I encourage you to disregard everything you've ever thought you've understood? Is what you're chasing, what you want? If there value in wanting anything, anyways? Aren't we limiting ourselves with our wants and blocking the universe from giving us so much more? What are we, anyway?

I wonder about this thing we call love.. what is it? You know, the Greeks had seven separate words to equal our one word "love".  Are we too simple and loose with that word?  Have we been tricked? Has Western culture and civilization tricked us into being servants to capitalist overlords? Is the clock our one true god, and is the schedule its commandments?

Are we actually a low intelligence species? Is our inhumanity to one another evidence of that? Is it all a little too much? You know, this technology, this social media, this constant content? Is it not a little weird that we're staring at screens so much? Don't you feel a little isolated? A little unseen even? Or is it just me?

But while there's so much to question, ain't it still kinda fly to be alive? My mind will forever remain a "Question-Marq Asylum" (its in my name). We know nothing beyond what's within our experience right fucking now. The next minute, the next second can open up a whole new portal of possibility. And what are we in search of anyway besides Profound Experience?

May your question-mark asylum produce a wonder in you that mine does for me.