To be is to have been in form and void
Transformed into the thing I call 'me'
Somewhere, somehow becoming, beginning
To know that I am is to know nothing
To know that I am a part of nothing is something
Because something is everything
The all is awesome and yet the rest cries out to be found
To know thyself is to know nothing
We strive for meaning
Our quest to overcome is all consuming
Eternity is an everlasting thought which never dies in the mind
I am a figment of my own imagination
A dream within a dream
Castaways on a distant shore
Searching for self when all the while
We have landed via time and space
And should not contemplate this mystery
Answers beg more questions, questions more answers
And finally we are there at the beginning of the end
And that is where we stay
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