unreasonable

Why do we try to reason with the unreasonable? How is it that we continue to expend energy on things that we know will not change? I wonder at the evolution of the human mind and how others do not see themselves with any perspective other than the mirror in which they gaze.

When we cross the threshold of the now, and enter into that state of being that is akin to dreaming, how will we finally face the life we have lived? Do we realize who we are, what we are? Or are we blinded by the fantasy we have been taught about the world around us?

When we are alone, in silence, without the distraction of the outside, who are we?

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