March 2002


From where we come, we go back

But where do we go in the middle?

We follow a path,

A path that is not there.

It is then that we realize that we are lost.

Our images shattered.


Where is that path?

The one that is not there?

Where is life?

That which is not real,

What is this?

Is it all a dream?


Then where are we?

Are we there?

Where is there?

Is there a there?


What is life?

Life is a path with ups and downs

Life is a land that has no path

We choose where we go.


But where do we go at all?

To chase the end is to

Chase your shadows head.


There is no end,

Nor a beginning.

Just a path,

That is not there.

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