Why? –Eudaimonia

who moved

the unmoved mover

to gift us

with distortion of perception?

all that black and white thinking,

who, just who,

has felt deja vu?

what eeriness

rises in anti-mimesis?

oh, sweet mystery,

what is this repeating history?

shaking fools at the door,

remember this situation?

we have been here before!

this, never seen, feels so true,

feels like jamais vu...

when sometimes it’s not you,

it is their reflection of you,

can a good life be lived,

without being good?

think happiness, welfare,

think flourishing,

it is the ultimate end.

think highest human good,

did you inherit the proper virtues?

where I travel goes to my head!

...and let me tell you,

good spirits,

we are all living in Israel!

"now have you lived well?"

I ask with hypopnea...

it’s on the tip of my tongue,

presque vu, I ask you,

why? –eudaimonia