A Thought

Unabashed ignorance is the cancer of civilizations.

That is all. 

Are you sure?

What is truth?

-A noun.

What is knowledge?

-Something that is useless without wisdom.

What is wisdom?

-Knowing that I know nothing.

What is the meaning of life?

-A multiple of both 3 and 7, ergo it is 42.

What are you sure of?

-That I AM. 

Sleep on it.

 

On The Flip Side

Love is a poison

Drugs you up

Gets you high

All the while

You wilt and die

It makes you weak

Saps your strength

You indulge in pleasure

And refuse to think

Searching...

Something so deep.

Something so wide.

How dare we dumb down something so vast

Something so incomprehensible.

Who are we to give It a name in our fallen tongue?

Or speak of It with corrupt lips?

What right do we have to attempt to quantify

That which is infinite?

To walk the path of understanding is not a journey

For the destination is an eternity away.

Ergo it is a walk of fulfillment 

To give substance to this vaporous existence.

A walk towards the light.

A search for truth.

Love.

God.