Ever wandered into a room unsure if you're the host or merely a decorative shadow?
Philosophy says, "Existence precedes essence, but who's counting?".
Imagine all the conversations held between pigeons and street lamps. Sounds ridiculous, right?
"Invisible ink and visible thoughts," they mumble under the glow of existential streetlights.
The trick to life might just be hiding in plain sight, like a cat in a retiree's garden.
Curiously, curiosity breeds curiosity, but absurdity just nods.
But what truly matters is not the question but the endless revisiting of the question to nowhere.
Catch the deja vu moment, and let it all dissolve into laughter.