Chapter 2

Is there really a God?

I often think about whether there is really a God, and if there is a God, then there are so many religions and so many beliefs in the world. So how does God fulfill everyone's wishes, and why does He not fulfill someone else's wishes?

My mind believes that this world was created by something or some power, but when I think about it, my thinking stops there. When I think that if God exists, how does He handle all these generations and all these things separately? How can one explanation be true while the other religions are not? When I think about such thoughts, my mind completely changes, and it forces me to ask, what is God?

I think about the wind that is blowing, this world, and our thoughts—sometimes good thoughts, sometimes bad thoughts, sometimes evil thoughts, sometimes thoughts of harming someone, and sometimes thoughts of helping someone. What is all this?

Sometimes I think about us humans, driving such nice cars and enjoying so many comforts in life. Why are we doing all this? When I start thinking about it, I become worried. I feel as if we have fallen asleep, and one day we will wake up from this dream and realize that none of this was real. Or it may happen that we fall asleep and never wake up again, and these thoughts that are going on in our minds will end forever.

These thoughts that are going on in our minds we eat all kinds of food, live with people, get married, have children, and enjoy life in every way. But what if it is all just a dream? Suddenly, we wake up from this dream, and when we wake up, it may be that we are not human at all. It may be that we are animals. Or it may be that we are some other creature that does not even have the power to think. Or it may be that we are lying in a hospital, like someone waking up from a coma, realizing that everything they were seeing in their dream was not real.

Do you also feel like this sometimes? Is there ever something like this in the world? Or maybe we are living like bacteria or fungi, and what we consider to be big buildings, big cars, and great things is actually tiny, like dust. What we think are cars and buildings may be nothing more than particles of dust, and what we think is something huge may be no more than dust flying around us.

In this way, I have many questions in my mind. This is one of the main thoughts that often makes my mind restless and forces me to think.

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