"A white rabbit is pulled out of a top hat. Because it is an extremely large rabbit, the trick takes many millions of years. All mortals are born at the very tip of the rabbit's fine hairs, where they are in a position to wonder at the impossibility of the trick. But as they grow older they work themselves ever deeper into the fur. And there they stay. They become so comfortable they never risk crawling back up the fragile hairs again. Only philosophers embark on this perilous expedition to the outermost reaches of language and existence. Some of them fall off, but other cling on desperately and yell at the people nestling deep in the snug softness, stuffing themselves with delicious food and drink."
- an excerpt from Sophie's World- A Novel about the History of Philosophy

Have we become so world-weary that nothing ever fascinates us anymore? Since when have we stop questioning and just accept the world as it is? i used to ask questions like why it is that the traffic light has three colours, and of all the different colours in the world, why red, amber and green? What is the beginning of all things? Sadly, i can't seem to remember when it is that i have stop questioning. Stop questioning as i got some the answers as i grew up over the years, as for some other questions, i have come to accept them as they are.