Sleep? Where art thou? (this question here is so pregnant with meaning and yet so indecipherable).

Conundrums abound. Questions abound. Answers none.

1) Why are some so blind? How can intelligent minds which can otherwise fathom and eschew ideas and concepts of the universe not understand a simple heart? Strange but true.

Digression - I need a miracle. Or else I just want to curl up and die. That'd be bliss. Ashes to ashes and dust to dust. No skin. Only bones.

2) But will ignorance be bliss for some? And revelation, relief for others?

Apprehension - Time ticks by. Tick! Tick! Tick!Tick! Tomorrow is another day. Dammit!

3) Should I? Don't I know the answers already?

Rejection - That's a given. But... fear gnaws at the inside. Ego crumbles.

4) Will life go on after?

No salvation. Conclusion?

Inconclusive.

I still hurt.