Enlightend MadnessA Poem by Brandon
Questions upon Questions, with out a real answer.
What is in a moment? I couldn’t tell you but you could, I would assume, be able to tell me, right? Why am I so sure of the fact you would be able to tell me what was in a moment whereas I am sure that I wouldn’t be able to tell you? The answer to this is simple and yet complex, because everyone is more sure of others than they are of themselves. Are parents the cause of this conceptual boundary that is not so intentional? Is society the influence that makes us believe others over ourselves? I couldn’t be sure, but I bet you could be sure couldn’t you? Why am I so sure of this? Because whatever the cause of our misconception that others should be trusted over ourselves, it will be there till our dying breath. Wouldn’t you agree? If you wouldn’t agree, then what do you believe? Here I am again talking to myself although by societal standards I am not crazy, or am I? Who creates the definition of crazy? What gives them the right, why not me, or you, or us? Who created the word lust what makes it substantially defined as what others perceive it to be? I use others loosely because them and her would make others, but are they classified as others when separated? I would suggest no or we would all be a separate other, and that would be silly. Or are we all others? is the label of names and titles just a formality of disguise so that we don’t refer to each other as just her and him? Why can’t we be rude, more like an animal? Are animal’s polite? Are the formalities the things that make us more polite, isn’t it just a façade, the names? Then wouldn’t that make us more rude not less? I question you this.
© 2011 Brandon
Added on August 29, 2011
Last Updated on August 29, 2011
AboutMy names Brandon I've always been big into writing, my close friends are usually the only people that ever get to see it. They say it's good so I thought it was time I share some of it and see what ot.. more..