What Really Matters?

I am not one that people call a creative writer, but sometimes the headings don't always fit exactly.  I have been confronted with a great many things over the course of the last few days, and I will tell you that conclusions that I thought I had reached have been called into question.

What really matters?  I think this is a question that is not asked enough by people.  In a world where the tanget is anything but tangential, and the exception has become the rule, I think people are not stopping long enough to figure out what really matters.

What really matters?  I think this is a question that causes people to look inside themselves; and while no one is afraid of a horror movie, and haunted houses have become a joke, magic is questioned by the magician, and miracles are thought not to exist.  People refuse to look at themselves because they are afraid of what they might find.

What really matters?  I think is a question that calls for responsibility and reason.  In a world where both of these are seen as someone elses problem and people look to groups for thier classification.  I wonder if they truly know it for themselves, or even care to look.

What really matters?  Is a question that falls in the reality and philisophical worlds and in both cases the answers are as important.  They can frame the world in a view, give the ability to set priorities and make sense of what seems senseless.

What really matters?  I now know what it is for me.

What really matters?