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  • To be or not to be. That is the question . . . right? But to be what? To do what? To take up what? Questions, to which answers can never be achieved, at least for those who seek to live life in its multiplicity of layers of reality so to speak, than average assessment of what reality is. The trouble is that even the word or the concept reality is in itself a fleeting, elusive thing that one can never pin down, never really define, never really construct. Is reality what we see, or what we fail to see? Is it when we are awake, or is it when we are dreaming? Is it what we actually live, or the stories we tell of those lives?

    To be or not to be? Back to that question! Well, should I be? Or not be? But be what? When? For whom and for what? Always changing, always this or that. Never one; never can be one; never should be one, yet we are faced with the struggle to live in this multiplicity of fragments a connecting theme which is almost impossible, if not completely impossible, to find. How can you love when hate is just the other side of that? How can you call breathing a breathing, when in between every breath you hold your breath, you annihilate breath; you stop breathing so you can breathe.

    To be or not to be? This isn’t just the question; it is the beginning of a plethora of unanswerable questions. It is life lived, it is life breathed, experienced, sucked into our bodies, our brains, our perceptions of ourselves and others and, not to mention, the world. It is motion, it is speed, it is smell, light, darkness, sound, screams, singing, lullabies, it is the sound of the wind, of the rain, of the birds, of the people yelling, crying, laughing, whispering. It is ALL! intertwined, intermingled; forever connected in the puzzle of a Mobius strip! How can you be or not be then?
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