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Questions

Somewhere within

space and time

we travel,

moment by

precious moment,

striving to express,

to experience,

to become

some idea

of who

we think

we’re supposed

to be…

And I can’t help

but wonder…

Is this how

it’s supposed

to be?

Are we?

Are you?

Am I?

Even close

to our idea

of what we’re

supposed to be?

Gotta say,

it sure doesn’t

feel like

we’ve yet

arrived.

Wherever it is

we’re supposed

to be going.

There lay

a few questions,

unanswered.

Questions,

if but asked,

could change

everything.

Yes,

everything.

Everything,

we think.

Everything

we think

we understand.

Everything

we think

we know

could crumble

or shatter

or explode

into another

hundred million

questions.

Questions,

each one

of which,

could implode

the illusion

of the remaining

beliefs into

as many pieces

as our faith

in the unbelievable

lands home

to start

again,

at yet

another

question.

Because in each

of these questions

lay the power

of transformation,

transfiguration,

evolutionary

becoming.

And I,

for one,

am much

more interested

in the questions

then the answers,

we falsely hold

to be true.

After all,

I have lived a life

with the wisdom

that the journey

and all of it’s

endeavors

made me more,

made me much more…

Made me enough

to be asking

questions, rather

than accepting

false answers

as anything

other than

myths,

shared and

propagated

as answers

to be believed

as absolute truth.

And I have yet

to reach my destination,

become who

I’ve arrived

to become.

So I keep

asking the very

questions, which

help me become

the one,

who someday,

this moment

in space~time,

will become

the answer

to at least

the question

my life lived,

is an answer.

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