I want to know everything.
Or anything.
It is all so big. Bigger than me. Than my mind.
My mind was not made to understand this.
But we still talk about it.
Each hoping our mind will find the crack in the wall.
Slip through. And get it.
But none of us have. So we make things up and busy ourselves.
With disqualifying each other.
I hear them arguing about unverifiable claims.
Realizing science is philosophy on ecstasy as a lawyer.
Lying and extremely blinded by itself.