Poetry.

These are my philosophical ideas.

Look for the chains…

When Pandora disobeyed Epimetheus’s order not to open her box, the gift given by Zeus, she released all the Evils known to man. The last remaining thing in the box was something not of Evil. It was of Good; and we call this Good by the name of Hope…….

A glimpse of Creation perhaps.

This thought came from my Philosophy class…

Just another poem.

Philosophy of concious truth and influence by intent.

Uh…….

A song heard on dead winds.