Andrew Deaton

The questionable question.

I was never right.

I was never wrong.

 

I lived like this for way to long.

 

Now i live to question.

What is beyond existence.

 

What is beyond the mirror?

What lies beyond the concious?

 

As above so below.

The true question i bestow.

 

As within so without.

I believe and have no doubt.

 

The one question lies within.

I am the lock and the key.

 

I am the question.

I am the answer.

 

God has given this to me.

With out eyes i do now see.