Words can't even begin to justify me
about how profoundly I do love thee..... <3 Eric.
To the world, I am but one person.
To other people, I am just one of many.
It is said that "I am but one in the same."
If this is to be a fact, then why does the mind believe itself to be 'unique'
Why then do we choose to always compare ourselves to the others?
Such irony however, to then see classification...and or our prejudice nature.
Mysteriousness comes from others in which we are left ignorant about.
Such ignorance that brings meaning to the words which we use to describe such mysteriousness "weird, strange, unique"
The very nature of the human mind then is quite perplexing.
In theory, it may be explained by our compare and contrast nature..
oh the irony of the mind...
How it claims to be of an individual, but also trying to fit in with the 'others'
The very nature of this brings me to ponder haunting question "If one is to be unique, why try to be one in the same?"
What then are we truely to believe?
because the mind is confused as to what it concieves.
The relenting question remains....
but then my place in the world it seems..
I am but one person to the world
I am but one of many to other people
"I am just one in the same" as they say..
Person + unique = I am but a unique person
this was taken from my LJ poetry I wrote back in 2004. username: Arizonasfury
