Week 10: There Are No Answers, Just Questions

Dear all,

Answers. There are no answers now, only questions. Most of them keep running around headless—spinning, bouncing back and forth. Big questions, small questions, fragile questions, raw questions. The answers are gone. It seems as if they no longer want to take part in this whole thing. They have walked out. In silence.

Some would say they have been expelled. Others would argue they simply don’t fit anymore.

Answers. If you search for them, you may find opinions, even perspectives—but the real answers are nowhere to be found. It is a strange thing, living without answers. Conversations become long highways of words, instinctively repeating themselves, running empty most of the time.

Maybe we don’t need them anymore. Maybe we have reached a point in human evolution where answers are no longer necessary. We simply know. We know that whatever happens around us ultimately comes down to us. Dictators and would-be dictators are human. The people assisting them are human. Those changing rules and regulations are human. The ones enabling them to act are human.

We look at the destruction of the world, wondering how this is happening. Yes, we seek answers—somewhere far out, logical, easy-to-digest answers. We call on history, we call on reason, we call on games, and we call on weapons. Yet, somehow, we are not truly interested in these answers.

Science and religion have fought for human souls for centuries. Each, in its own way, has provided answers. Some would call them mere attempts, but nonetheless, their efforts have been acknowledged through time. They allowed humans to balance that void within.

The battle for human souls, hearts, and minds is not as obvious anymore—not just because of the bombastic headlines we are bombarded with daily, but also because science, it seems, matters less today than it did five years ago. That balance—the one that once kept the void at bay—is gone. The agency of humanity has changed.

We no longer seek answers that tell us we are both the cause and the cure of our suffering. And so, the battle for the human soul returns. This time, it feels more fatalistic than ever before.

Where there is no love, there can be only destruction.