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"But why ask questions without definite answers?" Philosophy is a vortex of the unknown; of confusion that hazes every screen as the night returns to dawn --only there is no clear transition and the night becomes the morn. But it changes every decision; your perception of life through those tinted, often cracked sunglasses and pastes a smile on your face; This is power of the unknown.
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Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 4:39 AM UTC
Philosophy
"But why ask questions without definite answers?" Philosophy is a vortex of the unknown; of confusion that hazes every screen as the night returns to dawn --only there is no clear transition and the night becomes the morn. But it changes every decision; your perception of life through those tinted, often cracked sunglasses and pastes a smile on your face; This is power of the unknown.
A short snippet on why I love philosophy.
ramisa-r
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Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 4:39 AM UTC
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