existence

About Existence                                     
                                                            
                                                            
     ". . . gosh! Everything is trash!"
     from John Ashbery's The Skaters         
                                                
                                                          
                                                   
Who is this "I" I am?  Ultimately, in spite of how
much can be learned about the workings of   
my troubled brain, it is not possible to know.   
There are details about my presence, such as:    
the date of my birth and the where of it and to    
whom & on & on.  Each of which raises questions
such as: Why?  Answers have been given, and every       
day new discoveries/ seemingly/ solve mysteries.
Still, mysteries remain because what has become
known as "the butterfly effect" is not merely     
pertinent to weather forecasting.  It is inherent
in every thing, of which this whirling orbiting   
imperfect globe we inhabit is but one example.   
Even the spheres of faith persist in mysteries.   
So who am I?  I am a node of mysteries.  More:    
I am a constantly changing node of constantly    
changing mysteries.  Example: An itch sensation   
occurs on my skin; and I, whether or not I ought  
to, respond by scratching the location where I   
sense it is.  These events change my future.  You
may think that's nonsense, that such events are   
inconsequential; but I think every event is of
consequence.  Obviously, some events are more   
consequential than others.  "Danger! danger! Will
Robinson."                                        
                                                   
So, what becomes of interest/ are the questions,   
and the answers (tentative and definite) to those
questions.  Certainly, the pervading definite is:
asking questions is central to our nature.  Because
humans have the ability to think abstractly, to     
reflect, to imagine, to communicate, humans innately
seek to explore and understand the unknown.  One
known is this: If I am only a physical being and
am not imbued with a spirit which survives beyond
my returning to dust, that which seems spiritual     
in me will also end.  I am not going to argue with      
this other than to maintain that it remains an if,
that it hasn't been sufficiently proven yet that we    
are nothing more than what the physical aspects
of us potentiate.                                       
                                                        
                                                    
                                                       
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