Inconceivable notions there are only one of.
Reality is a completely unfathomable thing.
For us to know reality,
Certainty must be.
Are we certain of certainty?
Can we be certain that certainty can be.
If we can't be certain of certainty,
How would we know what we're seeing?
Uncertainty certainly curtains reality.
It's maddening to only see
What this side of uncertainty
Has to show me.
Let me ask you to define reality.
Allow me to question your theory,
Is reality truly actuality?
Can you confirm the validity of a dream.
What once was a reality, now becomes a theory.
Just the thoughts of dinosaurs has got me on beliefs.
I ask again, are we certain of certainty?
I ponder if the truth truly can be seen,
Saw myself high on the mountain,
All to be a fantasy.
Fiction a reality,
As it is our very last.
©macho
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