I have long searched for the meaning of life, The reason for why I exist, A clearer thinking, An understanding. This search continues to bring me heartache, Disillusionment and Confusion. Unanswerable question after Unsolvable conundrum. The only place I have ever reached, Perhaps will ever reach, Is to a further impossible quandary. But why? I
Month: February 2000
To be foolish
How is life fair? A foolish man may accept Blind faith, And find inner peace. Yet a wise man who looks For answers Can never find such harmony. So what then must I do? Continue to ask questions? Or try to find a way to Become foolish?