when and where are we aware of ourselves beneath a razor and the completion of red bloodshed in your eyes?
consciousness doesn’t give an ultimate answer yet labours a dozen of questions we feel urging to be searched for a true yes.
how are we managed to seek them? perhaps there is never an ultimate true knodding yes, perhaps we can only get ourselves close to them by COGNITIVE UNDERSTANDING followed by WISDOM OF OUR HEART.
why and why? the world is too damned big and too left to be mystery