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I found myself in deep penance, once upon a time,

Wondering about where I am, and how things go by.

Looking into the mirror, from time to time,

Delving deep, through thoughts in my mind,

 

I always wondered-

 “Who am I?”

 

Seemed like a question,  rather incredulous,

But after a while, I realised this-

That all I am living in, was ignorant bliss!

And the whole world was a part of this!

 

The shining stars flickering in the moonlight,

In a sea of darkness, in a void of notingness,

Squinting my eyes to see through the night,

I wondered, “Is it really this?”

 

Haven’t you ever thought about this concept?

Who are we?  Why are we here?

Haven’t you ever been curious about this concept?

The reason for our existence? The reason we are here?

 

The air we breathe, the tingling warmth of the sun,

The lush green trees, the pale blue sky,

Perception and nature being as one,

Throughout life, until we die.

 

The feeling of life, the feeling of control,

Freedom and experience,

Allurance, radiance and beauty galore!

What was the reason for this?

 

I pondered and pondered, wondered and thought,

As this unquenchable thirst seeped inside of me,

It was then that I pledged to find what brought,

This cause of existence, for us to be.

 

To this day however, this journey is perilious,

And I fear all is for naught.

But I cannot accept this ignorant bliss!

No not at all!

 

Until the day I reason my existence,

Until I quench my thirst for thought!

Until I give life a meaning for existence,

Until a definite reason isn’t brought!

 

I will always keep going on.

 

(Went far too longer han I had hoped. This is just me expressing my motivation and reasoning to know more about everything. Do let me knoow what y'all think about this topic too.)

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Yes, I know I'm a filthy prostitute that sucks dicks for a living. Thanks for letting me know. Now, how about we get back to the topic at hand?

The poem had some places that sounded a little cranky but your aim was probably to write a slightly poetic mini essay about your views rather than writing a poem, so let's talk about those.

I personally never wondered who I was and always believed it was a bit of a literature clichè and not something that real people asked themselves. I was wrong, apparently. As for wondering about the meaning of life and about death, I've learned that ignorance is indeed better, as one is not bound to arrive to a definite universal answer so best not to think about it.

Searching for the origin of the universe and other scientific stuff is a different matter though, and like most people I've always found those researches fascinating and I do have a drive towards knowing more about it.

Ya, originally I had planned on putting up a short excerpt, but I thought a poem would be much more easily connectable. That’s fine too, I mean the fact that such a topic is bound to have a lot of variety of views is inevitable; I guess ignorance is better than going crazy and becoming depressed because I can’t figure it out lol. Those researchers who work on such topics have always fascinated me. Like, their mindset and way of thinking  is just way different than your average person. 

PS: I know I might sound annoying, but could you point out the parts that sounded off to you?