Where is reality
a search for ground 
while lying in bed

you can look between the stars
or for nothing 
between the atoms

nowadays they escape
roming used markets
repainting
what is old

The nature of stoicism
is imagined 
nature is indifferent

living is the opposite
of indifference 

A stubborn mule
can also leave footnotes
to embellish its path  

Plato sat in his cage
accused of performing 
for the shadows
by a jealous onlooker 
a failed teacher of freedom

 

Great philosophies
start at birth
and your family
they drive
toward their own goal
not truth 

only your cousin
the scientists
may still be interested in
truth

The road of a philosopher to their truth
feels to them like the first 
carefully orchestrated 
steps
on a new beach

looking back
they see clearly their path
…
let everybody
make their reasonable first steps 
in the sand

 

What is true
is not necessarily life
what is moral
is not necessarily true

what is life
a fiction?

 

My philosophy
wanders like the animal chooses

like birth itself
does not shape you
neither is a philosophy not shaped
by its birth

our philosophy
is not the measure of man

 

Why not rather untruth?

Is the search for truth
not a deep look in the mirror
where your-self
submits you

 

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