Fathoming Je ne sais quoi

Fathoming Je ne sais quoi

A Poem by Jo Billygoat
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Created on: 4-3-18 Think as you will, results will all be meaningless -- for the temporal as all, nothing we are.

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Inquiry into the known is acceptable

Question the known is oft granted hypocrisy

Prove a theory is genius at current time


Look at the ages to review the facts

Open a page to new identity you committed a crime

There is no standard to base a premise because all is relative


Go fast enough and nothing exist

Yet oft than not, something comes from nothing

Temporal mortality catches up to that which used to be perceived too fast


Potential in all is beyond a current time

Given time, all things are and become possible realities

Reality, eventually gets changed, corrupted and ceases and becomes a distant past


Past, present or future are encompassed with the unknown

Run in circle, as life has shown plenty, and you end up where you began

Start slow, go to light speed, slow to dead stop -- you never went anywhere


Aliens we were, developing us they are, we become alien again

Advanced life, too, is caught in the cyclic conundrum

Purpose is relative for meaning holds its hand as they skip into a state of je ne sais quoi.

© 2018 Jo Billygoat


Author's Note

Jo Billygoat
Some of the crap I come up with would probably be better understood if you were hi -- just a theory, never tested.

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Added on April 3, 2018
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