Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Philosophy Poem












A bubble symbolizes a rough sketch of all that man knows, and has ever known in an ocean of knowledge the size of infinity.
A majority float in the center, occasionally traveling to the edge and back, scared to travel too far and get lost from loved ones.
There are those who roam the edges though. Those brave enough to detatch, with the curious, hungry minds of philosophers.
Searching and wading into pools of insanity, we unlock doors leading to windows... or are they portraits?
We do not know if our imagination has followed the golden line of truth or created another realm.
The magic of the metaphor. Giving us glimpses, unlocking the doors, and revealing what could be beyond the bubble.
A discovery is inevitable in the mind of an adventurer.
One rule applies as your lifeline to sanity; keep a map.
~Breezy (10/17/2012)


(I didn't make this picture)

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