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Why am I me and why not you? Why am I here and why not there? When did the time begin and when does space end?

wings of Peter

When the child was a child, it was the time for these questions:
Why am I me, and why not you?
Why am I here, and why not there?
When did time begin, and where does space end?

soarele in geam

Samuel Beckett

NEITHER

to and fro in shadow from inner to outer shadow

from impenetrable self to impenetrable unself
by way of neither

as between two lit refuges whose doors once
neared gently close, once away turned from
gently part again

beckoned back and forth and turned away

heedless of the way, intent on the one gleam
or the other

unheard footfalls only sound

till at last halt for good, absent for good
from self and other

then no sound

then gently light unfading on that unheeded
neither

unspeakable home

To smoke, and have coffee - and if you do it together, it's fantastic. ~Peter Falk

When the child was a child

it walked with its arms swinging,

wanted the brook to be a river,

the river to be a torrent,

and this puddle to be the sea.

When the child was a child,

it didn’t know that it was a child,

to it, everything had a soul,

and all souls were one.

When the child was a child,

it had no opinion about anything,

had no habits,

it often sat cross-legged,

took off running,

had a cowlick in its hair,

and made no faces when photographed.

When the child was a child,

It was the time for these questions:

Why am I me, and why not you?

Why am I here, and why not there?

When did time begin, and where does space end?

Is life under the sun not just a dream?

Is what I see and hear and smell

not just the reflection of a world before the world?

Is there really such a thing as evil, and people

who really are the Bad Guys?

How can it be that the I, who I am,

didn’t exist before I came to be,

and that, someday, the I who I am,

will no longer be who I am? 

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