Do thoughts trouble you or offer clarity?
Do we drown in our muse or simply grow?
Does the night provide fear or gentle guidance?
Questions breed questions, yet to not question creates questionable context.
We simply thrive off the cognitive mind maze. To question is to grow. To grow is to know ourselves purely.
Who we are and what we can become. Is that not the true meaning of our crazy journey?
The mind of a deep thinker…or complete rubbish…it is all down to interpretation and perception…