The work never stops.
No matter,
How much you ask,
Another question,
Can always result,
In yourself,
Being in ignorance!
And the fatigue,
Will not depress,
Your own intrigue,
If in the truth you are serious.
For humanity,
You may assist,
But there is no,
No definite,
Conclusion,
To,
This!
So you may ask,
In the endless task,
To hit the truth,
Because ignorance is too hard to be afoot.
The darkness is frustrating,
The internet is not omniscient.
Even if it pretends to truth,
There always may be a possibility,
To kick it with the hungry foot;
Every "fact", so-called,
Can be proven wrong,
With spirited war song.
Don't believe everything you see,
Or else you'll delude, thee.
Don't like anything you hear,
Even if you want it to end your fear:
To always be in the dark,
To always be in the dark.
The next "sun" might be another bonfire,
Another subpar relief!
The true philosopher, is another Sisyphus,
That can stop rolling the stone, at any time,
But the thought of getting there,
At long last, finally,
Is so tempting,
So he'll stop at nothing!
The light at the top,
Is so delighting,
He doesn't want to stop,
Even if it is frightening,
Even if he'll be struck,
By lightening,
He despises being stuck,
Regardless of luck!
Glory, to,
Rest...
...Less...
...Ness!
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("4. Perpetual movement"
-- Dictionary Dot Com (Restlessness Definition & Meaning | Dictionary.com)
Remember:
Even if I struggle to extensively read,
Due to constant fatigue,
Preservation of intrigue,
Is my lifelong deed.
