Must we go on knowing not what exists, must we play our part, must we do nothing to survive defeat?
Must we play a part of uncertainty never to know the true meaning of knowledge, and superior divinity?
Must we struggle forward into a vastness never to be conquered, while we strive to be a person of depth?
Must we die before our time, when there are forces in front of us waiting to be discovered, a lonely world can never be eaten alive.
Must we search on for what reason not knowing keeping on only to see the numbness that devours each dream, do we keep believing what we believe to be truth? Or do we wonder on for the simple illusions of the mind!!
Mind plays it's role to fill part of destiny, only we can't control our wanting, our dreams, our realities of truth meaning of love never found the place it all become real once upon a time, in time.