Why questioning is quintessential.

If I have a talent for writing… what can I write that I would enjoy writing and also provide a service, I ‘m asking the question, but I don’t hear the answer because I’m not perfect. Will I eventually realize the answer? I hope so or do I guess at the answer? Of course my guess will be influenced by my attitude, whether it be good or bad, positive or negative and that in itself is a problem isn’t it. Because your guess will just be a shot in the dark, so what is a person to do to get answers to life’s persistent questions that seem to persist only in their insistence on being answered. The inevitable or probable next step is to continue to ask questions, because in the asking we redefine the problem. They say by continue to ask questions, you continue to halve the problem, if one keeps asking questions about the questions, then the nature of the problem is dwindled continually, but not snuffed out…? But I think there was a scientific experiment that by repeatedly dividing something in half, the halving is never done. But that doesn’t make sense, because eventually your division results in nothing. especially when you consider the atomic level, dividing an atom in half, results in the simplest element whether its helium or hydrogen. And there is supposed to be relatively more space between the nucleus and the electrons of an atom. How did they ever determine that an atom is mostly space? But it’s not nothing, I think, because in that space are the forces that keep that atom together. 

I got off track from my desire to find the answers to questions that are deal with destiny, duty and purpose. I think that by continuing to devise new questions that refine the inquiry to a point where the mind is pondering the nature of the unknown with greater and greater determination then sincere interest in lead one to realizing the truth and put one in a space of seeing deeper into the nature of one’s life and its meaning, purpose and value.