Why?

I am wondering about wondering. Why do I write? Why do I do the things I do? Why do I care so much about strangers? And what is this bloody "I" that I keep referring to? Is it my soul? Is it my body? Is it just a word? Does the power lie in the sentiment behind words or does the power lie in the word? Is this blog only going to be questions? Or is it going to be answers? What fate will this world have? Will we die cataclysmically in 2012? Will Jesus come back? Will the world end with WW3? And if there is a world war three who will fight? "I do not know which weapons WW3 will be fought with but I do know WW4 will be fought with sticks and stones." -Einstein. Why do I like the Violin so much? Why is Deja Entundu my new favorite CD to listen to? Why do tattoos feel so good? Why do I want more? Why do we believe in god? Does God exist just because of mass conscientiousness? Is god dead like Nietzsche said? Is Plato really the best philosopher or am I biased because he is my favorite? What is time? Is it man made or did we interpret scientific principles just so we could have a unit of measurment to run us around? Doesn't our form of time only exist on our planet? Because if I flew to mars I would age six months and you would age 7 years. Should I believe in science or god or both? What is god? What is science? How did the universe really begin? Where is the Nazi's gold hidden? Why did the hippies disappear? Is there another revolution coming? Why do people eat meat? "You can judge a nation on how it treats it's animals" -Gandhi. Why do people wear leather? Why don't people care about others the way that I do? Why am I special? Why am I different? Do you ever take the time to ask questions or do you go about your daily life never asking the most important question of all... Why? Just why. Ask it, try it out. You might like it. I know I do.