It's 4:19, got a minute?
Ok, well nothing really to write about today. Sooooo....I've decided to post one of my favorite poems. Ps- I wrote this when i was 16, so give me a break :)
I AM ALL KNOWING AND KNOWING NOTHING
I am all knowing and knowing nothing
I wonder when collective conscience began to replace Self
I hear the voices of a thousand souls echoing the thoughts
Of those before them
I see the tapestry of time weaving me into history
With a single half-stitch
I want to be the child that stands solitary in that space
Staring with wide-eyed wonder at that tapestry unfolding
As time unravels
I am all knowing and knowing nothing
I pretend satisfaction with the knowledge allotted to me
I feel the air heavy with ideas already spoken
Those that diffuse into me become intractably part of me
I touch the hard cocoon of a question left unanswered
Savor its rebirth
I worry I will lose myself in daily living
And forget what time is
I cry for the bleak un-hope of a utopian future
I am all knowing and knowing nothing
I AM ALL KNOWING AND KNOWING NOTHING
I am all knowing and knowing nothing
I wonder when collective conscience began to replace Self
I hear the voices of a thousand souls echoing the thoughts
Of those before them
I see the tapestry of time weaving me into history
With a single half-stitch
I want to be the child that stands solitary in that space
Staring with wide-eyed wonder at that tapestry unfolding
As time unravels
I am all knowing and knowing nothing
I pretend satisfaction with the knowledge allotted to me
I feel the air heavy with ideas already spoken
Those that diffuse into me become intractably part of me
I touch the hard cocoon of a question left unanswered
Savor its rebirth
I worry I will lose myself in daily living
And forget what time is
I cry for the bleak un-hope of a utopian future
I am all knowing and knowing nothing