"Reality" or "Fanatasy"
The continual progression through life leaves one a quizzicle inquisitor, pondering whether their life presents any meaning, whether their existance and the fact that they subsist consitutes anything beyond the fact that they are alive, are they alive?, what is reality?, what is fantasy?, can reality be what others see as fantasy or is there a deeper meaning, can one tell me the reason for my existance?, or am I to believe that GOD has placed an imperfect creature apon the earth to quest for confirmation of his own existence, the thoughts of reality blur the nebulous that is fantasy, "reality" the state of being or the state of nothingness, "fantasy" being my pondered realms and worlds, but who pondered reality? and who created the person that pondered this "reality" that I live in, the question only poses an infinite loop of creation that proves to go nowhere and presents nothing that was previously unknown, the quest for answers baffles even the most ingenious, so you tell me who is to tell me that reality isnt someone's fantasy?