Hey,
I know it has been way too long since the last blog post. In a sense, I felt this was pointless unless I was directing at someone. One of my close friends asked when I would ever post again. It created another existential crises. If one screams into the void is there anyone else to hear it? If it is heard, is there a point? In many ways, people from all walks of life attend to this problem when content to release themselves from ignorant bliss back to panic. In many ways it feels like people in general live in a state of fear that way, but thats another conversation all together.
In my journeys, I have gotten from trying to adventure, question the point of adventure, and then taking a look inwards to find a solution to a slight despair that occurs when one is lost. Of course, many of us are lost, trying to find ways to solve every problem, check everything off the bucket list and die knowing that we did all we could do with the time given. That could mean anything from having kids, striving to do something artistic, going on adventures, finding home, having a STEM career to just having a tortoise walk around a huge house. We all have needs that way. It happens.
So far, I have noticed that as a doomed Jedi, I must strive to help others while I am capable of doing so. I see no point in backing down that. There is truth that even when screaming into the void you will hear nothing back, but I still sense hope in trying for the most part. When there is nothing to live for or lose, one can do anything. It's a kind of backward thinking in a way. I guess, when one enters the void, one release can release themselves to the possibilities.
I will come again soon, and I will post more over time.
I am sorry.
The Doomed Jedi,
Kannan Aravagiri
