After Answers?

The post, written for the Round of A at the 9th Round of ABC Wednesday. Accompanying image from THIS SOURCE.


If all answers were always available to all our amazing questions, would life still be alliteratively attractive or alluring? Ample time would be there to spend at ease without another absolutely inspiring question to bother us. Apart from anxiety of what might happen if we don’t find that answer, we are able to relax in gay abandon. Still, wouldn’t it affect our soul’s need for adventure, result in an abatement of our imagination than an addition to it? So rather than trying to be an all-knowing ace, can’t we just try to ably apply our mind to taking in seemingly absurd thoughts? Now to accept something new and exciting, that to me would be an awesome accrediting accomplishment.


© Leo 19/July/2011

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

24 thoughts on “After Answers?

  1. Great post for A. With answers to factual questions so readily available on the internet I spend a lot of time looking up every little thing that pops into my head. But the bigger questions with no one right answer still take up a lot of pondering time.

  2. There have been some articles recently about whether Google has made our brains less useful, or, because it leaves more room, smarter.

    ROG, ABC Wednesday team

    • I know, Chubskulit.. lot of questions come out during childhood 🙂 But it is sometimes fun to try and answer their questions I think. My mother used to say I’ve too many too. She still does actually 😉 😆

    • LOL 😀 I wonder why it would classify as an accomplishment, Deboshree. I do it often. Every day if I can 😉 Hehehe! Glad my writing helps you better yours!

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