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The Transcendant
Desperately seeking a purpose or goal,
Wondering the meaning…
Is there such thing as a soul?
Is consciousness an illusion or does it exist
In a plane of reality beyond the physics?
Why are we born and why do we die?
What is the meaning?
Is there such thing as an ‘I’?
A cloud of atoms just floating in space,
Each of us just a fog; the whole of our race?
Every morning these notions rush in,
Questions form in the ether,
And start the discussion.
Will it matter, the options selected and chosen?
Or is choice the illusion, and the future just frozen?
Desperately seeking an answer, it seems.
Examining thoughts,
Choices, actions, and dreams.
Every happening, Socratically tested,
And every rejoinder is fully ingested.
But sadly, there never seems to be enough.
Hard data is wanting,
And what’s real’s hard to trust.
So, the pursuit continues to discover the provable—
To know what is true, what is good, what is beautiful.
Wondering the meaning…
Is there such thing as a soul?
Is consciousness an illusion or does it exist
In a plane of reality beyond the physics?
Why are we born and why do we die?
What is the meaning?
Is there such thing as an ‘I’?
A cloud of atoms just floating in space,
Each of us just a fog; the whole of our race?
Every morning these notions rush in,
Questions form in the ether,
And start the discussion.
Will it matter, the options selected and chosen?
Or is choice the illusion, and the future just frozen?
Desperately seeking an answer, it seems.
Examining thoughts,
Choices, actions, and dreams.
Every happening, Socratically tested,
And every rejoinder is fully ingested.
But sadly, there never seems to be enough.
Hard data is wanting,
And what’s real’s hard to trust.
So, the pursuit continues to discover the provable—
To know what is true, what is good, what is beautiful.
Published 20th Nov 2016
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6th May 2017 11:35pm
"Hard data is wanting,"
I think hard data comes from subjective experience. What else can you trust as authentic? Interpreting its significance is another matter.
I think hard data comes from subjective experience. What else can you trust as authentic? Interpreting its significance is another matter.
7th May 2017 1:37am
If it's hard to trust what is real and what is not real, would it not follow that hard data is (and always will be) wanting? It could be that hard data is not even a thing, if it is indeed true that reality is elusive.
