Tezos

The Questioner

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He was thinking about the nature of reality. What is it, really? Is it just a collection of atoms and molecules? Or is there something more to it? Is there a God? A soul? He had been asking these questions for as long as he could remember. He had read all the great philosophers, but he still didn't have any answers. He sighed and looked out at the horizon. The sun was setting, and the sky was ablaze with color. It was beautiful, but it didn't answer his questions. He stood up and started to walk back to his cave. As he walked, he thought about how lucky he was to be alive. He had the gift of questioning, and he was determined to find the answers. He knew that it wouldn't be easy. The answers to the big questions were hidden, and they would take a lot of searching to find. But he was determined to find them. He walked into his cave and sat down at his desk. He opened his journal and started to write. He wrote about his questions, and he wrote about his search for answers. He wrote for hours, until the sun came up. Then he stood up and stretched. He was tired, but he was also excited. He knew that he was on the right track. He would keep searching, and he would never give up. He would find the answers. But as he looked at the words on the page, he felt a strange sense of unease. He had always thought that the answers were out there, somewhere. But now, he wasn't so sure. What if the answers were hidden in a place that he couldn't even imagine? What if the answers were so simple that he had been overlooking them all along? He shook his head. He didn't have time to think about that now. He had to keep searching. He had to find the answers. He picked up his journal and started to write again. He wrote about his doubts, and he wrote about his fears. But he also wrote about his hope. He knew that he would find the answers. He had to. He closed his journal and put it away. He stood up and walked out of the cave. He took a deep breath of the fresh air. He was ready to start his search again.

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