Paradoxical Thought
I live in a box where I'm constantly barraged by a personal concoction of paradoxacle thoughts and it haunts me -
and at the cost of any and all of my previous notions,
I question my very existence
as a prawn in the shadow of an infinite ocean.
In the face of adversity I wade through a vast uncertainty,
disect to reveal a dichotomy that evades intellect universally
rendering the fruits of my efforts in vain,
the only knowledge I've gained
is the knowledge that I don't truly know anything-
and if it mattered at all in the past it was thanks to the knowledge I lacked.
curiosity leads to questions,
and their answers breed concern
everytime I make a connection it only reveals to me there's more to learn.
I'd be remiss not to admit I miss the bliss of ignorance-
things were so much simpler before the connections commenced to wreck my conscience
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