Zombified.

I've met so many people who have the same response to the question of "What do you believe?" They simply shrug and say, "I don't know. Does it really matter?" or "The world is what it is." It's as if they're too lazy to dig deeper into the darkness of the unknown. They're safe and secure in this lazy kind of acceptance. But it also feels like they are underdeveloped somehow. They're 2 dimensional. Zombified. Just rootless dandelions floating in the breeze.  They don't realize, that in that painful, soul search for "Who am I? What do I believe?" lies an epic, roller coaster quest that adds roots, depth and zest to a life well lived...