Saturday, 5 July 2008

Inquiry as the Rain

Here, we are no one. But if not here
We cannot truly live.
To live we must not.
The doubtful distinction between survival and being alive.
What does will become?

To each his own task.
Were these words ever uttered?
A dream within imagination
Only given - life? through a singular vision.

The world cannot be perceived and lived
And though I am not certain that I exist,
I know that one day I will.
Nothing is lost.

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