In the search of self

Perhaps it is a very human thing to do,
Striving toward something we don’t really want,
Thinking we want it.
I sometimes read about the journey,
You know, the quest with the capital Q.
“I want to find myself,” we seem to say,
And I find that I harbour similar desires,
Yet at the same time I hope I never do.

Say that I did find all of the fragments,
What then?
Would I be the stagnant sum total of my discoveries and nothing more?
If that be the case I would rather be ignorant and believe in endless evolution of self,
Than boxing myself into a definition conjured by a mind mostly incapable of fathoming the universe within self.
Hardly a line of poetry,
My words are not so inclined,
But a dance with thought,
To the beat of introspection~
Is more so imbued.


About Fredrik Kayser

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2 Responses to In the search of self

  1. Fredrik Kayser says:

    Thank you :-) I am glad you are enjoying my posts, and likewise! Nice to meet you ^^

  2. I’m enjoying your writing. It’s nice to meet you! :)

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