End of the Road
March 25, 2012•67 words
What is the purpose, if it remains chemical?
Why allow the ideal and not allow nature?
Who is the counterpart, the catalyst to that future?
When will I stop asking that which keeps me cynical?
Ignorance isn’t bliss, it’s a cultural plague.
But even knowing the answers does nothing for experience.
To my credit, of the concept I’ve made sense.
Naivete, however, will ensure it remains vague.