Does essence precced existence?
Or existence precced essence?
Did God personally concieve us, or
is he just a fragment of our imagination?
if all things are by law divine,
what, then, does law say if he or she is mine?
Why do we love, feel alone and ache?
Who keeps on creating even while we are awake?
I wonder what questions philosophers deem to answer
or if our ponders are just wasted efforts.
Why are we here?
What waits for us beyong death?
Is it truly worth questioning,
or shall we just try to live without regret?
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