Friday Midnight

[umitskenny]

i sat mindlessly all day in class, staring at drywall, and thinking about this

so here is goes

think of a statement. the first simple sentence that comes to mind, no matter how seemingly unimportant

like a: noun, verb, object (or whatever other form)

then, ask yourself 'why is that true?'

and you end up with a response to that (a statement, "Because...")

and ask yourself 'why is that true?'

and ask why why why

and again and again and again until about 12 'why's

and where did you end up?

and does it relate, in any way, to

the first statement

ideas about life

or your state of being?

comment,

and for now

farewell