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Daft Questions

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People ask many questions on a daily basis, but they never seem to stop and just listen to themselves.
There are so many stupid questions floating around out there that I had to compile this list of 6 Daft Questions.

Daft Questions:

1. Can I ask you a question?

How exactly am I supposed to respond to this question? I, at the moment, have a boy in my class who has recently developed the habit of starting a question by asking this question. Gag me please!

2. Do you know what?

If I knew what, why would you be asking me? What is the point of a question questioning your knowledge when the enquirer knows that you do not know because generally this is followed by an observation on the current topic of conversation. An observation which you yourself have not yet made. Gag me again please!

3. Do you know what s/he did?

Yet again, if you are in the process of telling me because you know I was not in the location of the action, why the hell would I know what s/he did?

4. Where are you going?

There is generally a reason when somebody does not tell you where they are going.
“I am on the way to remove my underpants from my crack. Would you like to accompany me? I could really use the support.”

5. Mr. Gray, can I talk to you?

You have just proven that you have the capacity to engage in conversation with me. Why ask if you are capable of such a thing?
(This only tweaks me on days like today though…)

6. How are you?

People don’t really care how you are when they ask you this. The thing that gives this truth away is the fact that they will ask as they are either walking or running right past you. What is the point of asking if you don’t really understand the crux of your question? Just say hello.

Think about the words that are leaving your mouth and infecting the ears of your victim before you talk!

What’s in a word?

Sell Fish

Self motivated?
Go getter?


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How often do you look back at yourself?
Do ever pick up old forgotten photos and see the naivety of yourself back then? Do you ever find that you begin to feel regret and a need to time travel back with a warning for that person in that photo? If you could go back, what would you tell yourself? Don’t sleep with that person? Don’t fall in love with that one? Don’t smoke that? Don’t go out on October 21st?

Do you see what you have lost and wonder if you would ever get it back? Would you want to? Do you ever look at that person in the photograph and wonder if you two could ever have been friends? Would that person forgive you for the direction your life has taken? Would that person blame you or praise you? Would that person feel betrayed, belittled, forgotten? Would you be dead to the person in the photo?

Change the point of view, place yourself in the photo, place yourself on the inside looking out.
What do you see? Who do you see?
Are you at peace? Are you at one? Are you at all?

Why should I?

I question your authority
I question your stability
I question your leadership
I question you…

Why should I listen to a man that I never put in power?
Why should I listen to a man that still behaves like a boy?
Why should I pledge allegiance to a party that is not my own?
Why should I be proud of where we are going when it is people like you that are taking us there?

So you tell me…
Why should I listen to you?


Do you?
Will you?
Have you?


If the world could keep quiet for a minute, would you embrace the overwhelming silence or begin to feel uncomfortable because all you know is noise? Would you embrace the crashing of the waves of the ocean against the rocks outside your house as you sit and sip your wine? Would you, as a caregiver, see the beauty of the children before you and forget about the emotional tension that they cause you each day? Would you reach a deep state of enlightenment, perhaps a new state of philosophical or religious awakening? Would you embrace yourself?

If the world could keep quiet for an hour, would you feel a sense of inner devastation because you nearly suffocated in the first minute of silence? Would you find your inner peace and figure out a way to save the Middle East? Would you learn to appreciate the magnificence of your spouse, life partner, best friend, soul-mate, brother, sister, next door neighbour? Would your inner enlightenment turn to a deep understanding of the eternal love that is God? Would you experience the universe in all its glory? Would you embrace another second?

If the world could keep quite for a day, would you begin to relate to the deaf and the mute? Would you see that words hold little importance in communication? Would you begin to understand the essence of love, peace, and joy? Would your period of reflection harness an answer to all the trials and tribulations that you have had to face throughout your life? How much of it is pragmatic? How much of it is yours? How much have you created? How much have you destroyed? If we had a day of absolute silence flood its way throughout the world, would you learn to love me? Would you learn to love yourself? Would you learn at all?