Just another revolution
will we find the big solution,
or hurtle on past destiny
through a cosmos of confusion.
Arbitrary happenstance,
lonely mishaps born from chance,
cursed to wonder endlessly
about our own significance.
Answers seldom explicate
those convinced of cosmic fate;
ego lined veils of nescience
truth can never penetrate.
Attitudes diverge and vary
embracing theories quite contrary,
if only we could all accept that
ignorance is hereditary.
Are You Reading Me?
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