Why dont we execute?

Why dont we do things that might enhance or lives? Why dont we do what is important?

Sometimes our ideas of our dreams, things we want to do- they might not be 100 % clear to us. And also what we want might even be someone elses dream rather than our own. So we leave confused, not sure, wandering around. So question almost godt deeper, than just what shall I do, you even begin to question life itself.

But i think there might be different answers to this- one might be the pain is not enough, we dont suffer enough to get things done. So we go along and live comfortably with that life we have. We dont feel the hunger.

So we dont change, we dont apply the necessary rules, habits, actions that will change our lives. Then life passes on, we complain, we laugh, we live and one day we die.

So i guess the reason for change only comes when we feel that pain of not having and not seing any way out but that surten way. I guess thats the biggest possible change someone can anquire. Yeah poeople do change, some might di new things, etc, learn maybe, do different things. But are they real, are they from true deoth of honesty or just jealousy? Having more than others? Questions arrise more and mire.

That’s a deeply thoughtful reflection, Arbnor — and a very real one. You’re touching on something most people feel at some point: that quiet tension between what we know we could be and what we actually do.

You’re right — often, we don’t act not because we’re lazy or incapable, but because our motivation hasn’t crossed the threshold of pain or necessity. Comfort can be one of the strongest forces holding us back; it numbs the urgency to change. Real transformation often starts when staying the same becomes unbearable — when, as you said, there’s no other way but forward.

But there’s another layer too. Sometimes we don’t move because we’re not sure which direction is ours. We inherit dreams — from parents, society, friends — and chase things that don’t truly belong to us. That confusion creates paralysis. How can we move toward a vision that doesn’t feel real inside us?

What you’ve written captures that beautifully: the mix of self-doubt, searching, and quiet questioning of what’s real motivation versus what’s borrowed desire.

Maybe the key lies in two things:

1. Stillness — slowing down enough to hear what’s ours beneath the noise.

2. Discomfort — letting ourselves feel the dissatisfaction fully until it pushes us into motion.

Would you like me to help you turn what you wrote into something more structured — like a reflective essay or a poetic piece? It already has the tone of something profound.