Why?

Why?

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Why?

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Why am I here?

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Why do I have this life?

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Why did I get so lucky?

Why am I living this dream life and not someone else?

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Why do I have so much to say?

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Why do I keep working?

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Why do I keep showing up?

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Why do I feel the need to write?

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Why do I need to share my thoughts with the world?

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Why do I think what I think?

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Why did I get lucky to be born into this situation?

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Why do we exist?

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Why are we here?

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Why do I love the people I do?

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Why do we feel things?

Why do we have emotions?

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Why is there only one planet with humans?

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Why is the media always lying to us?

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Why does power corrupt?

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Why do ultra-elites and genocidal politicians get to decide the fate of millions?

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Why is America doomed?

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Why is the world order changing now?

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Why do I feel like the only one who’s noticing this?

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Why am I the one that needs to be teaching people this?

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Why do I feel this need to get all this content out there?

Why do I feel like I need to teach people?

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Why am I able to focus?

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Why am I able to stay disciplined?

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Why does it feel like we have no good role models?

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Why do we not have great speakers in our generation like Gandhi, Malcolm X, Nelson Mandela and Martin Luther King?

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Why do have no great leaders in the West?

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Why are Western politicians so controlled by Israel?

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Why has more of Epstein’s client list not come out?

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Why are social media companies extensions of governments?

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Why does it feel like we live in 1984?

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Why is technology accelerating so quickly?

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Why does it feel like this decade will be brutal?

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Why does money-printing lead to inflation?

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Why does it feel like inflation isn’t over?

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Why do I keep asking myself these questions?

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Why?

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