Every Question I Ask

Is a loaded * question

Loaded with backup

Questions of why am I

Questioning what

Is being questioned

It is certainly not to

Find a finite definite

Encompassing answer

But rather to ask and

Get better questions





* sometimes loaded as full

Others as carrying second

Or third, or infinite meanings

To expose benign, mixed, or

Some other ulterior motives

To which, even the inquired

Does not know why they do

What they do…… because

They are afraid to ask themselves

Dismissing it unquestioned

That, that is who they are



“I gotta be me, right? I gotta be me.

Why do you have to be you? You’re awful. Why not find someone better than you, and be that person? You knew what I mean?

Just throw a rock, hit someone better than you, and do whatever shit that person does.

You don’t have to be you, ok. There’s no secret you that the world has to know about. If you want to be a good person, just do good things. You are what you do.

If you steal someone’s wallet, you are a thief..if you give lots of money to a charity,  you are a philanthropist.

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My point is, saying, I gotta be me is not like a hall pass just to be an asshole.”

– Christian Finnegan



I want to know why

I do what I do

Does it serve humanity

Like the butterfly effect

Will it cause harm later

Is it an indoctrinated behavior

Or an unconscious habit

Could it be altered

Even if I didn’t want to

Challenge my limited free will

Perhaps I can change something

Or at least come to a better understanding

Of my need to ask loaded questions




“I must love my enemy

           For I am

My own worst enemy.”


– Angelo Devlin