Why does life work the way it does? Why are there so many rules? Why do parents have control of their children? Why is society the way it is? Why do people act the way they act? Is this what I’m going to do for the rest of my existence?

The result was very similar to the first experience in the School of Fine Arts: he felt that something was missing. And the questioning of myself was becoming more and more persistent.
These questions had already approached me during my adolescence.
Why does life work the way it does? Why are there so many rules? Why do parents have control of their children? Why is society the way it is? Why do people act the way they act? Is this what I’m going to do for the rest of my existence? etc., just to mention a few.