Life

Life...

A gift, a puzzle eternal

To the common man, but to

The kittens that are our philosophers

A monumental ball of yarn to play with,

While faking, for others, knowledgeable airs

And employing pompous syntax to theorise

Some ridiculous theories again and again

With long winded statements; paragons

Of the syntactically, grammatically

Complex; veiling simple, even

Absurd ideas. All in all:

A farce.

Life, is but a wonder, a gift.

    A gift much too beautiful,                      much too simple, and yet complex

To be tarnished by the farce is the ‘intellectual’ drivel

 Hiding behind the mask of sophistication

That reduces everything to instances of

   Perception and perceptions of perceptions

   In an endless word-game that starts nowhere

     Leads to nothingness and has no purpose and aim.

Another piece revolving around philosophy and stuff... but then again, that, among many other things, IS what this blog is about.  :D   <-That's a grin, in case you're wondering.