Describe the world you come from; for example, your family, clubs, school, community, city or town. How has that world shaped your dreams and aspirations?
Why is the sky blue?
Why do I have an attraction for the girl next to me?
Why am I here?
My world indeed is a waterfall. Questions constantly cascade upon me, leaving me drenched in my own curiosity. For instance, when, on another bright afternoon of Physics, I caught myself wondering why the enormous heaven is immensely blue, I curiously interrupted the teacher, even if the lecture was different from "sky" or "color".
I yearn for knowledge of both the physical world and the forces that act upon it. All these questions begin with "why", but not all of them lend their answers nicely. I can easily find the answer to the changing color of the sky in the waves of light it refracts. As I mature further into adulthood, however, the questions increase in complexity. Why am I here wondering about the sky...Why am I here?
Where will I find the answer to that?
I have come to understand that, ostensibly, these questions will not find answers here on earth. I need to discover what lies beyond the turquoise gate of this prison-like orb. As a physicist and a philosopher, I know I will have a better sense of the universe, both in its physical and metaphysical natures. Questions fall in small beads but come together and drench me heavily into deeper curiosity. As a human being, I will never have knowledge of everything. But, as an individual drowning in cold curiosity, I need to dry up occasionally, too.
Why is the sky blue?
Why do I have an attraction for the girl next to me?
Why am I here?
My world indeed is a waterfall. Questions constantly cascade upon me, leaving me drenched in my own curiosity. For instance, when, on another bright afternoon of Physics, I caught myself wondering why the enormous heaven is immensely blue, I curiously interrupted the teacher, even if the lecture was different from "sky" or "color".
I yearn for knowledge of both the physical world and the forces that act upon it. All these questions begin with "why", but not all of them lend their answers nicely. I can easily find the answer to the changing color of the sky in the waves of light it refracts. As I mature further into adulthood, however, the questions increase in complexity. Why am I here wondering about the sky...Why am I here?
Where will I find the answer to that?
I have come to understand that, ostensibly, these questions will not find answers here on earth. I need to discover what lies beyond the turquoise gate of this prison-like orb. As a physicist and a philosopher, I know I will have a better sense of the universe, both in its physical and metaphysical natures. Questions fall in small beads but come together and drench me heavily into deeper curiosity. As a human being, I will never have knowledge of everything. But, as an individual drowning in cold curiosity, I need to dry up occasionally, too.