What is truth?
How much of what we base our lives on actually is?
What is our purpose, if we have one?
What is time?
Does it speed up and slow down or is that just a feeling I get?
But outside my feelings, what exists?
What is love?
Is there anything greater to strive for in life than love?
Is our existence willed (by love)?
Is everything here predetermined?
And if it is, do we still have free will?
Who are we?
Are we merely reflections, distorted perceptions?
Do we have control?
When this brief life is over where will we go?
Was this moment intended for us to be sitting on top of the world?
Or are we part of a system...
A world that can hold us responsible for what is?