Poetic Existentialism

Deep thoughts, by my handy....lol.

Poetic Existentialism

I think
therefore, I am
the mere thought of carnal finality
bouncing off a temporal lobe of hypocrisy
while it hovers in tangent to the realm that knows no bounds
limitless
confounds
how the possibility can be.....?
is news to me...
but merely the ability to think the possibility
equates that it exists
so why resist?
Why shove a massive conduit of life into a finite postulate?
tied up and packaged with a bow
for your reasoning's display of trophied truths?
Except they're never proved!
So paint 'em as you please
they just don't fit a place of ease
they don't answer all the "why's"
or dot the "I's" (eyes?)
or cross the "T's"
it's all what one believes
the laws it keeps it sees
the tales of birds and bees to which it stands
and pays its fees
the costly part of life that flesh must pay
tis more and more each day
expensive is the toll it takes on me
I'm as rich as I could ever hope to be
yet richer all the more as I can think
therefore I am
a mere pre-ponderance of the evidence before me
spiritually engaged in open season
on the laws that try to limit "BE"

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[JewelsGold]

I enjoyed writing this...and later on reading it too, especially when read out loud and with enthusiasm!