Quests for questions are endless
For answers have been here,
And for so long, here we are,
searching the right questions.
The universe is the answer, so
What is the question? Your existence
Is the answer, so what is the question?
Civilization is the answer, so what is the
Question? Humanity is the answer.
Here, we pose the greatest delusion.
Not even the idols of philosophizing
Solved the riddles of being, time, and
Oblivion. But a perpetually perturbed
Mind is the right question to a quest
For meaning and being. This is not
Philosophizing, this is philosophy.
Sep 17, 2013
Sep 17, 2013 at 2:26 PM UTC
Quests for questions are endless
For answers have been here,
And for so long, here we are,
searching the right questions.
The universe is the answer, so
What is the question? Your existence
Is the answer, so what is the question?
Civilization is the answer, so what is the
Question? Humanity is the answer.
Here, we pose the greatest delusion.
Not even the idols of philosophizing
Solved the riddles of being, time, and
Oblivion. But a perpetually perturbed
Mind is the right question to a quest
For meaning and being. This is not
Philosophizing, this is philosophy.
Quezon City, Philippines
September 18, 2013
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