Everything that breathes suits itself the will to question everything.
The power to do more and live more lies in its right to question, how to be more?
It feels good until the questions feed its senses and help reciprocate itself in return as life.
Doomed is the one who thinks they are ineligible to come out of the loop of never-ending questions.
For they are more likely to stall than to draw any conclusion of choice.
A choice of life. A choice to question again.