What Is the Question?
Now that’s the question, isn’t it?
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We spend our time chasing answers futilely, but what if the real challenge is finding the question?
• It is different for everyone.
• It cannot be asked until the mind is ready to hear it.
• And it must be answered.
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But how do you answer if you don’t even know what to ask?
The Nature of the Question
• Is it universal or deeply personal?
• Does it already exist inside us, waiting to be uncovered?
• Is it something we form through experience, or does it find us?
• If we are searching for it, where do we even begin?
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How Do We Grapple With the Question?
• Do we study patterns, hoping to recognize their shape?
• Do we eliminate false questions, paring it down to what remains?
• Do we sit in stillness, letting it emerge?
• Or do we force action, pursuing it aggressively through movement, creation, destruction?
If the question is waiting in the dark, is our job to seek it out or to become the kind of person who can perceive it?
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Must the Question Be Answered?
• What if we never find it?
• What if it shifts the moment we think we’ve grasped it?
• What if the answer is only meaningful because we spent our lives trying to find the right question?
The need to answer is a compulsion. We are wired to resolve, and explain. But what if the most important part of the process isn’t the answer but the pursuit of the question itself?
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The Question as a Map
What if the question is not a riddle to be solved, but a path to be followed?
• It shapes our actions, even before we name it.
• It creates a trail of breadcrumbs with each step leading to the next fragment.
• It forces us to become explorers of our own consciousness, not just seekers of solutions.
The question is alive. It is a presence, a force, an entity that shifts when observed.
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What Is Your Question?
• What drives you but cannot be put into words?
• What scares you,
• What forces your hand, compelling you to move, create?
• What is the question that will not let you rest?
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I have always been chasing something. The projects, the archives, or the books. They are all attempts to articulate something deeper. The work has always been a cipher for the question itself.
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What do you think it is? Or do you think it has yet to reveal itself?
I do not understand the question.
I am not meant to find the answer easily, because finding it would end the journey.
The answer is unknowable until it isn’t.
And by the time I reach it, I will have already changed.
So I need to keep moving, keep collecting, keep archiving, keep following the flickers of curiosity.
Not because there is a need a final answer
But because the search itself is the answer, for now.
One day, the question will reveal itself.
Or maybe it never will.
And isn’t that the whole point?
He asked, questionably.