From nothingness...

Am I...
existent?
If I am... why should I be?
I dont want to be existent...
I dont want to serve as a purpose to this universe...

Hmmm....
I like to ponder...
on things that are worth pondering...
do they exist...
AM I RELATIVE?

its very unusual to see things the way they should not be seen...
just like seeing a flower as a symbolism of the female genitalia...
or seeing a cock as the male genetalia...
why do we labael things?

i dont know...
maybe i am existent, but if i am, why would I?