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“What’s the meaning?”.From time to time, I do question myself: “What's the significance of certain things? “.Of usual rainy sky up above, of people walking by, of colors, co-workers, communities, words, perspectives, beers I drank, bookstore that I made even more abandoned by going there, places, cafes, houses.

Houses that I only wonder how cozy they are by watching balconies lighting up. What's the meaning i put into it by perceiving? What's the meaning of these numbers, faces, clothes, roads, heavy thoughts in the midst of happiness, saddy poems in the middle of sunny day, unwashed dishes, sliced jalapenos on my pizza? Those are making everything. What's the meaning of the book, desperate cry, movie? What's the matter when you're not being able to stop? It's something out of harmony. Each of us asking the questions, and by those I mean certain things. Even if questions based on frustrative sensation, it still has certainty within, isn’t it?So, what's the meaning? Because meaning keeps action within, It's childishly connected, easily to perceive. What's the significance? There is text I will write down on the paper to give it a go, by doing action out of it, so it shifts to a physical world, softly.
What's man's significance?

What's the meaning of the shades, lights, past, pale faces, bright faces behind him or her? What's the matter if there is no matter?
We brought value with us to quit nonsensical existence, to describe at least something that cannot be described. Because if we are facing nonsensical, we are facing emptiness, and that is something ego can't do. Meanings already written on the background of our eyelids. What's the significance of nature, peace, accidental meetings, measurements, fragile lyrics, empty cans, life-giving ideas, atoms, bodies, quants, smoked cigarettes, unspoken words, unexplained thoughts, points of view? When I do ask what's the meaning, I'm calm and peaceful, because probably there is nothing behind. the way we perceive  reality defines us. So, what's the nature and meaning of questioning as it is, if there is no answering?
Most of us has been raised with the idea that everything matters, and that everything has special sense, but can be none of behind. Harmony of all those things keeps us balanced enough just to ask a simple question, watching the darkness, and watching the lightest places ever: “what's the meaning?”
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Now rain washes thoughts away. It’s good thing to listen. Song of nature.
22:28.