The Question is the Answer

I have been told on many an occasion that i ask far far too many questions. Questions about anything, everything and the meaningless stuff in between. I don't see how that could be possible. I believe super strongly that questions, even those that shall remain answer less for perhaps eternity, are the life blood of why we were given the gift of thought. We have evolved and will continue to expand our brain power beyond my wildest expectations because of questions. Asking why is how our brains leap forward in every facet of its function. Social change comes about by asking the tough ones, even though answers may be hundreds of years away. We do not affect change by following those we have elected into "power", listening to those who claim to want change and progress and than strolling yet again saddened and bereft to the polling station when those "leaders" have failed us once more. I do not claim to know how to solve the ailments of our society but I do know how to start...by asking why. Question why our government instills such fear in its country when our leaders should be asking its people how the system should work...why the politicians spend more time wrapped up in elaborate and brilliantly organized schemes of scandal...why the media portrays not just the facts but facts with intent and purpose designed to capture, entertain and distract our world so we wouldn't know the truth if it knocked on our doors and asked us to vote for it. The ability to question the actions of others is a gift not to be taken lightly. We should have more reverence for our talent to ask. We should realize that we have more power than the media screams that we don't. We should remember what it feels like to stand for something and than stand for it. Member? The fifth of November? People asking the questions and demanding the answers and if they do not suffice, we send those who we "trust", to run every inch of our lives back to the god damned drawing board and start again. We've stopped questioning why we are here. If this does or completely does not matter. Why we so willingly sit back in subdued stasis, waiting for our lives to change and our world to fix itself. I question with the hope of answers but more so because the question opens doors to more unanswered thoughts. That's okay! At least my questions keep me flexible. At least my questions keep me from acting any way other than I should. At least my questions keep me occupied so as to avoid the thoughtless path of action so many other fools take. Why aren't the people in power asking questions? Where are the questions for us, the people of this land? They have become so entrenched in their lies and deceit and scandal that they are lost to us and most, like a good soap opera, follow along and speak of the latest travesty as if it were the sunny day upon us. We have taken the bullshit that's been set upon our plates and gobble it just as greedily as the bullshitters have dispelled it. Why are we not asking anymore? Are we so lost? We must start some where...so I ask, Why are you pretending? Let it go...start anew, find what is most important and ask...for Christ sake, ASK!