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You know so much but do you even know yourself Research questions and existential questions Chasing this emptiness with data Life never came with a methodology Introspection is a strange discipline This journey in ourselves, that is not taught in classroom Or were you afraid of what you may discover Many choose to stay where it is comfortable Frustration is accumulating like the dust on your bookshelf Emotions, this part of humanity without rationality Seasons are changing, yet you are still alone Cognition may not be the key to everything Seeking for human connection You whispered “I am just a man” She thinks you are just a mind Still this need to run from deception Yet this time, you were right You are not a mind but a man
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Jan 30, 2019
Jan 30, 2019 at 1:56 PM UTC
The Scholar
You know so much but do you even know yourself Research questions and existential questions Chasing this emptiness with data Life never came with a methodology Introspection is a strange discipline This journey in ourselves, that is not taught in classroom Or were you afraid of what you may discover Many choose to stay where it is comfortable Frustration is accumulating like the dust on your bookshelf Emotions, this part of humanity without rationality Seasons are changing, yet you are still alone Cognition may not be the key to everything Seeking for human connection You whispered “I am just a man” She thinks you are just a mind Still this need to run from deception Yet this time, you were right You are not a mind but a man
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25/M/Tallinn
Jan 30, 2019
Jan 30, 2019 at 1:56 PM UTC
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