flailing about

What’s going on inside my dog’s head?

Are we living in a simulation? And does it matter if we are?

Does anyone really know me?

Do I really know me?

Is there really no alternative to Capitalism?

What does it feel like to be a rock?

What does it feel like to be a bat?

How do I achieve non-attachment without getting attached to non-attachment?

How can I bring my actions and ideals into harmony?

Was that really the right thing to say?

Is there ever a right thing to say?

Does my haircut make me look like I’m trying to be cooler than I am?

Is art really meaningful?

What should I do with all this privilege??

Why doesn’t anyone understand that I always know best?

How should I know what’s best??

What does it mean to know something?

Does it make me vain if I use anti-aging products?

Why am I so full of contradictions and paradoxes?

Is it my fault or ‘the system’s’ fault?

Questions is my word.