my true love


What makes the sky blue? How am i able to speak to you? Where did we come from? Why are we here? Is there a reason the eyes shed tears? What is our bodies really made of? Is there an actual emotion called love? My philisophical visions are more than just questions, more than just wanting answers and suggestions.. I fuel off knowledge its like a drug to me i want to know it all my mind inquires everything. How can one live and not know a thing? Why is that many people are happy without intellectual ability. When you learn it enhances your thoughts, youll have a more profound understanding of the questions youve sought. I personally love to learn it is the one thing i truly yearn. I ask a lot of questions read a lot of books. I intmidate people because when they dont make sense. I give them a confused ''what are you talking about'' look lol i really dont mean to be rude or come off as a know it all a great man once said ''the wisest man is a man who knows he knows nothing at all''

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