Philosophy
You plot and scheme but things
don't always fall into plan,
I know now what most men might
learn in a life span,
but all my knowledge of philosophy
cannot spare,
the rare yet paralyzing storm of
despair,
my life of mediocrity was traded in,
for a life full of agonizing doubt yet
one free of sin,
I often wonder how people get
moved by sayings so plain,
and how do you find the meaning of
life when life is so mundane,
Nietzsche was supposed to teach
me how to deal with pain,
Aristotle was supposed to cleanse
my soul and brain,
how could the pursuit of simplicity
drive me insane,
perhaps I overestimated what I
stood to gain,
So I adopted the infamous
Schopenhauerian concept of love,
claiming conspiracy over something
so rosy as the above,
a life based on rhetoric, a life devoid
of all romance,
the possibility of which I passed
when I had my chance,
we the blessed modern beasts claim
that instincts are for men of the
past,
"except when it comes to love", a
paradox my head cannot grasp,
I spent my time of recreation in
elation
admiring intellectual creation,
which lead to hesitation, stagnation
and later self-condemnation,
but I stopped fearing the
unfathomed,
gratefully, profound discontempt
gracefully unraveled,
I don't promise that you will find
bliss in midst of the abyss,
but if somehow it's my point that
you've managed to miss,
its simply the unexamined life isn’t
worth a drop of piss.
(From Apology (by Plato) 360 B.C.
"The unexamined life is not worth
living" said Socrates before his
execution.)
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Abubaker M.Zain
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