I want to know life.

I want to know it
I want to understand it
I want to explain it
I want to know life
and I want to know death
not the interpretation of it
not the idea
not in theory
I want to know it
to understand it
to have a tangible thought
not a billion of words
that make up theories
no I want to know it
to understand it
to be a part of it
to grasp in this mind
everything that is
and everything that isn’t
everything in speckles of light
everything that is anything
and that is nothing
I want to understand it
to see it
to touch it
even if it is untouchable
I want to understand it
to know it
to know the answers
even if it isn’t anything
even if reality isn’t
or it is
or if this waking life I’m living
is the sleeping life of the real life form
that is of reality
and this day that I’m living
is really the dream
I’d want to know it
I’d want to speak to it
even if their words are opinions
and their facts are empty
because they are just me
and as confused in all this
as I am myself
I need to know
I want to know
to understand
what my mind is missing
the words that haven’t been created
because the human mind
is still evolving
still turning
still trying
and I’d like to know it
as the universe itself
is craving it.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina