Friday, October 7, 2016

Knowing not knowing

I started somewhere between I know and I want to know. I have mostly been like this, hence the enigma or some may perceive as stupidity or even as severe lack of words.
Some days I think I am those perceptions and others I think I don't belong anywhere.
I float above my head and that's how I am accustomed to be.
People had approached me for answers, there were never good questions. What should one ask if one wants to know the right answer? The whole world is a big pile of paradox. To be or not to be, how can both be in the same sentence? Why we have such convenience with language and awkwardness in the absence of it? I just might know.

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