Feeling philosophical this morning. Sun shining. Clouds stunning. Whether I am conscious or lose consciousness, there's still a lot of life yet to be lived.
So much life
Left to be lived:
Conscious
Yet somehow still
Unconscious.
We never know
The whole of it
Even when we think,
Even when we act,
As if we do.
So much life
Even though
We never know
The whole of it.
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