John W. (Coyote) Fox - My Existence

My existence I percieve to have some meaning...I cannot guess.
My outlook on life, similar to death-I agree it's existence, but it's meaning I cannot guess.
What are the forces surrounding the basis for meaning?
Where is the button pushed to entertain a thought?
What is the process of holding reward over good / penalty over bad?
Who is the power of giving? Why is 'giving' important to me?
I'm not really asking, just my mind left wandering.
When the answers come my time will end, so leave me to my thoughts.
Push that button and let me continue.
Do this for me and I will follow time.

John W. (Coyote) Fox

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