Riddle

It is not commonly considered perhaps because it teases the mind. I am old now and seasons-withered yet ‘tis still a mystery I can’t unwind. Why does anything bother to exist? Why is there nothing but a void? Why do universes persist? Why no answers from Dr. Freud? But would it matter if we knew? Would mortality be more suitable? Would things seem less than askew? Would we be more immutable? If perchance you can solve this mystery kindly do so right away. Your name will be etched in history and you’ll be quoted on earth’s last day.

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Silpika Kalita

Date: 11/11/2021 3:43:00 AM

A great introspection on the form of riddle! It reminds me of my poem The Dark Presence Call, where the last line was epitaph will be thy identity! It's an enlightening share Paul! Blessings and hugs!

Paul Schneiter
Date: 11/12/2021 7:20:00 PM

You are soooo insightful, Silpika. I must (right away) read "The Dark Presence Call." The last line of that is truly breathtaking. * * * I hope you and your cherished ones are well. Hugs. Paul

David Kavanagh

Date: 1/22/2021 4:27:00 AM

Oh I figured this one out a long time ago Paul, there can never be nothing Or you’d never exist, its here because your here, and that’s why you’ll always be here, think about it if you die everything dies, death is simultaneous with life, and time passes instantly in death, be back here in some shape or form in no time, that’s my theory cheers David

David Kavanagh
Date: 1/23/2021 4:15:00 AM

Good man Paul, you already solved your own great thought provoking riddle.

Paul Schneiter
Date: 1/22/2021 3:05:00 PM

Thanks for responding, David. Non-believers who die are always here in the form of dust; hence, nothingness isn't possible. And Stephen Hawking said nothingness isn't possible because something inevitably emerges from it.

Sand Blown

Date: 1/21/2021 2:45:00 PM

..hmmm...reality riddling...riddle, rid dull, re dull, rid idle,...poetically speaking then .... eyes are as temporary eddies in time flow currents....like, jello sea-creatures... : ? ok : / or : ) stan sand

Paul Schneiter
Date: 1/21/2021 6:57:00 PM

Oh, my gosh, Sand Blown, you took the words right out of my mouth. Thank you.

Jan Allison

Date: 1/21/2021 2:47:00 AM

I have no answer why we or anything else exists but we were put here for a purpose. one thing for sure life is good and i intend to hang around for as long as i can:-) hope the family are ok Paul it is the most challenging time for us all back to lockdown on our Island , but it wasn't unexpected after people went to the Uk for Christmas and despite following very strict rules several people tested positive after completing their isolation and it got into the community. things are good now:-)

Paul Schneiter
Date: 1/21/2021 5:53:00 AM

I + thousands of your fans fervently hope you're around for a long time, Jan. I'm glad things are good now. The virus has reminded us of the degree to which we are responsible for the well-being of others. Hugsxxx, Paul