Life is something i find myself thinking,
yet i don't have much of an inkling,
of what i might really be thinking.
My thoughts sway and shift,
dwell and jump,
yet never stop.
Life is a universe,
where things are endless,
where thoughts are until infinity,
where they expand horizons,
yet never halt, stop, or freeze.
They are beyond the comprenhension of a man,
What is life?
I am life?
You are life?
Life is life.
I cannot think to comprehend these thoughts,
so what this means is that I have reached a conclusion.
A conclusion that I always reach.
The longest conclusion I will ever reach,
the only one to be reached: