I think we are Mystery as the world is Mystery.

In respect, I'm truth seeking yet, there's no truth to the universe. Anybody can be trusted but not so trusted . Really, fun will not exist anymore once the Mystery is solved.

I call myself an existentialist, not attached to religious doctrines or beliefs– only for myself and a loving spirit that people suppress in their psyche. <P>
                                          A haiku:
                                  I've nothing to say
                                  In this realm, seasonal vue
                                  respect for differences