The Ramblings of an Armchair Philosopher

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic
Thoughts on the ideas of life, death, dreams and reality.

Submitted: August 16, 2013

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Well I go upstairs and I.....and I lock myself in,

And I wonder, why can't anybody see me?

My colours contrast black on white,

Towering 7ft tall on a bad day.../...night....

Everyone looks and yet no-one sees,

Nobody lives and yet everyone breathes,

Either I'm not here and none of this is real,

Or the entire human race is not as clever as it feels, and life is but the biggest con of all.

The first seems preferable, but the second probable, and both are somewhat sad

I wonder if I died....if it wouldn't be bad but instead mean man could build a better dream than he had...with one less robot in the world? One less gas station attendant? One less moron?

Maybe I'm a romantic, but it'd be a lovely place.

Though a dream that keeps on living through the character's change of states means the idea it's a dream, just falls flat on its face.

Maybe that's why so many don't achieve their dreams at all?

A million people can share a dream, but the dream doesn't die with the death of just one.

“Dreams” are not dreams, but a reality of sorts.

One that few are born to achieve, and millions to fall short.

This proves that the world has no meaning, no name,

'Cause what offers little to many, achieves much the same

Death is like a dream to me, It's not the absence of reality.

It's just the third state of being, one that some choose to enter more readily.

It's not the opposite of life, it IS life, you see?

It's the second stage that's depressing, first and third seem a breeze.

Some say when you die, you go to heaven and grow wings,

well I'll have flown out of the fire then, so I'll chance what death brings.

Any place I live in that's not upon this earth, is my idea of heaven and might give me self worth.


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