It used to drive me to the brink of insanity when people would say “Hey Chris, How are you?” when I was peaking on two hits of acid.  ”HOW?  Jesus, I’m still trying to comprehend what I am”, I’d exclaim.

How are we is a difficult question but it is the last worthwhile one to ask.  Yes, I know that I over-analyze everything.  It keeps me interested.  I no longer take LSD but here is the breakdown of the six journalist questions that my father taught me when I was 9 years old from an over-analytical mind perspective:

Who?  

I’m more than the name ‘Christopher Scholl’.  I am love, compassion, anger, frustration, joy, an artist, a teacher, writer, etc.  I’m also one with God, the universe and all things manifest or unmanifest due to the fact that everything is one thing.

Awareness gives rise to consciousness which gives rise to ‘self awareness’ but is the self real or just another limited, local identity that consciousness clings to in fear of the truth of obliteration?  My most favorite answer was from God when Moses asked “who are you?”.  God said, “I am”.  What an awesome answer!!

What?

I am fundamentally either light or the empty space that light exists within or both I suppose.  Every single cell in the body that I use when perceived from sub-atomic space is light.  This also means that I am this table and the computer and you reading this.  This however is not from an ego vantage point.

Where?

That’s easy.  Here.  ”

On Earth I suppose” is another great answer.

When?

Even easier.  Now!!!

These last two questions used to save my psychological ass while on acid.  ”I’m here, now”.  Subsequently, I still am here, now.  Even if you took me off the planet into another galaxy I’d still be here, now.  This pretty much sums up the entire space-time dilemma does it not?

Why?  

Why am I?  This took me years to answer and I’m still answering this everyday.  Why are you?  Purpose is important.  Do you exist for love?  Is it an accident?  Do you have a specific mission?  What is that mission?  Is life a process of discovery or remembrance?  Are we here for one another or self?  Are you here to be of service to something greater?  Future generations?  Or are you just here to work and die?  Why?

Sometimes this question still plagues my mind but I am in the process of making the answer simple:  I am here to love, to be love, to give and receive love.  That is no easy mission but a worthwhile one nevertheless.

How are you? 

I don’t know yet but I think it has something to do with electro-magnetics.  Regardless, life is miraculous and amazing.  What an honor to be alive, awake and experiencing this.