We try to be perfect in our definitions. We refine them over and over again. We must succeed. To understand the cosmos. And yet we miss the elephant in the room.
In a world full of definitions we invent…
Who are we?
(Who defines me?)
Search for the only one thing that does not need a definition.
Find it.
And when you do, cherish it.
Keep it.
And leave it there to be.
Without giving it a name…
I am nobody! Who are you?!
Poetic Philosophy 
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