It exists.
We exist.
I exist.
The greatest miracle and mystery of them all.
What is existence? What does it mean to Be?
I am me.
And yet, what does that mean?
I am afraid it means nothing.
So I try to find out answers.
To questions that exist only in the heart of the night wind.
Oh, I wish I was more brave.
Brave enough to see that the vast sea looks up to Me…
~ Part of Harmonia Philosophica network
