Being is the great explainer.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Being is. Being is in-itself. Being is what it is.
Being is like pretending.
How we come to be, and how we are what we are, is beyond any understanding. I have been obsessed by this, trying to understand the very nature of my existence.
To think Being itself explicitly requires disregarding Being to the extent that it is only grounded and interpreted in terms of beings and for beings as their ground, as in all metaphysics.
Being me is no different than being most anyone else, I guess.
We do not say: Being is, time is, but rather: there is Being and there is time.
I describe myself as a human being.
Well-being is how I feel in my skin, not about how other people are looking at me and what they see... it's what I feel like.
To be great is to be misunderstood.
Things explain each other, not themselves.