Thinking..?

If making money was so easy, wouldn't each one of us be millionaires? But then the law of diminishing marginal utility would prevail, as expostulated in behavioural theories, only, we're talking about money here. And millions would cease to hold any considerable value and we'd have to go looking for a new mode of currency or value, that still seems valuable enough and that which doesn't come dirt cheap. Why are we talking about getting rich now? Or, is that what I want to or rather feel like writing on now? I don't know. They say money's the solution to all the problems. They also say it's the root cause of all evil. 'They' say it. 'They' tell us. Who 'they'? Who knows and who cares. It's been around long enough being told and retold and reinterpreted and misinterpreted and what not. Basically, things have been around for so long, you may as well just listen and follow them, or not follow them. What does it matter, afterall. It is upto you whether to do or not to do something. Contemplation. Why are we at it so much? Why do we keep thinking something or the other all the time? It's not like mere thinking is going to reveal all the world's secrets to us(not even the extra terrestrial un-worldly ones). Then why are we constantly contemplating? Is this soul searching? Who coined that term, by the way. It sounds interesting. Though of course, it could mean something else altogether. I wouldn't know. Like I don't know why we exist or what the purpose of each one's life is, or also like what my lecturer is expecting when she drafts out a topic for assignment. Are we all on the lookout then, or aren't we? How many of us actually sit down to wonder where this is all leading to or why this has all begun in the first place? Where and when and how did all this affair of life earth soul breath emotions worship existence sustenance life as such wholly and completely and in bits, come from? Obviously people have better things to do in life than to sit and wonder about such stuff. Inconsequentiality of it, though, I'm not going to claim or warrant. Far from it, I won't even propose it. But just as a point of view of the other sides of the container, if it is that, all of this. One peculiar question always lingers though, even after all this bungle of emotions or thoughts or feelings passes. What prompts us through it all. And what is the point behind putting all of this here.