The Philosopher

Drug me with your philosophical musings

Existential meanderings

Reaching a blind hand into the dark

To define something

That cannot be defined

To decipher an ageless code

That exists only in your mind



Drug me with your pompous assertions

Educated assumptions

Thrusting a sightless blade into the dark

To dream something

That lies out of your reach

To create a theology

That cannot be made manifest



By endless pondering

Or fleeting whims

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is for those who believe they have all the workings of the universe figured out.  Philosophy, science, religion� these are simply devices to cope with the reality that we are completely nonplussed as to the reason for our existence.

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stephen e's picture

If anyone can translate this comment into English, please get ahold of me. Thanks!

Epcious's picture

well, steve since u will not respond ill tell you here.I have told u my possible actions, but i have not told u my reason for such my motive.You have speculated on my behave i guess in the last comment u e-mailed to me.really steve my reason was to figure possible problems and ask myself in the future if they were problems.when i argue it is not to change opion wither it is to gain understadning of prespectives and knowledge supported with such.My wish is truly to not make the human race a master race pur blooded and perfect working toward boundless goals.My goal is to goto extreme measures to change the course of humanity to the succesfull course no more war,famine,hate,biased.I know you would like a peaceful way of doing so but by war, wnds this fighting for our struggle towardtrue gloabal freedom.we has humans must priortize drop our selfish goals ur dreams jobs and fix the earth for the future.This is my goal i hope u understand if u dont then well u cant really fix it another way people are to ignorant to care about peaceful preach.Hope this corrects ur negative opions of me.
good luck,
save the world for the future