Yesterday I was born
and Today I assume I know all.
With Tomorrow will never come my downfall,
for Today is perpetual.

Of course, I am facetious;
under-exaggerating and over-exaggerating,
but I do so for a reason.
Call it satire for the Ego:

I claim not to understand,
I only claim to seek understanding
(futile as it may be)
Sometimes my questions are statements,
but more often it's the opposite.

I do not seek to ask of you these questions,
I seek that you ask them of yourself
and to realize that no answer is more true
than the ones created by you.
(subject to a few things, of course.)
(if only it were that simple)

Anyone who says that the mystery is known
is ignorant of their own ignorance
and is probably a being of Ego
disconnected from Ethos.

This life of mystery is beautiful and temporary.
Cling not to it, nor any thing within it
for it all shall be torn apart
by a force much greater than you.

Simply enjoy the show
while you're still in it.

Dwell within the cosmic energies
and dance within your self
and seek to better get to know
who you truly are.

You cannot know everything
in fact I doubt very much
if one can truly know anything,
or if knowledge is relative
to the relative flash of one's life.

There are, however, intelligible patterns
but they too may be in transit
in such a slow way that we cannot perceive it
in the few seconds we are alive.