Maybe is such a feeble word; it knows absolutely nothing.
Not sure what it wants, or what it is or where it’s going. The
only thing it knows is a decision-stopping fear of…something. It’s
pathetic. I mean, it’s nothing. It’s not even worth worrying about or guessing or
questioning, you know the answer.
Stupid, it’s sitting right in front of you. So what, Phaedrus and Locke taught
“things aren’t always what they seem” this is not a wager it’s yes or it’s no.
Uh…but still…uncertainty can be the safest bet; even Pascal told me so.
Variables are what’s complicated, the question is very simple:
Where are we going?