"The thinking Adam was not suicidal,
Yet he freely fed on the poisonous apple.
Like us Sinners.
The Poison molecule is not venomous,
Yet "that which kills" equals "Poison".
Like a Hangman.
(The phenomenon of Man is such
That death is his completion.)
Till then we play the merry-go-round
And keep our faculties busy.
How unfortunate (it seems) and wondrous
That there's no way out of it.
If only one could transcend meaning ?
Thus, one would attain
That which the dear Fool is blessed with.
That which language ought not express
And logic may not explain."
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note to myself : written in 2nd year of Grad school
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note to myself : written in 2nd year of Grad school
