Am I just matter?
Or Do I matter?
Am I just matter or do I matter?
Am I just matter, do I matter?
Am I matter, do I matter?
Am I matter do I matter
What's the matter with me?
Lately I've been living life laterally
It's hard to progress when my mind is under duress
About a question I must take mind to address
And keeping it internal has seemed an infernal mission
Quizzing all content concerning the eternal decision
No, this is not a manner to be contained within thought
I present to you, right now, my cerebral court
Two trusted personas to debate the matter at hand
The case for "just matter", please take the stand
Let me be clear. Let me precise.
You are all just physical objects, like ice.
You live in a world with rational rules and laws.
This is as observable as human flaws.
You have to breathe. You have to feed.
Within your genes are the means to proceed.
Here is the junction which governs this mess:
You are just functions, very complicated yes,
But processes. Predictable if you had the power.
Limited by thought, by space, by the hour.
Ticking away until your final day.
When the clockwork stops.
And you drop.
This is neither nice nor cruel - just the default case.
Take my advice and accept this approach's embrace.
If we are "just matter", then that's all we are.
To claim anything else would just be bizarre.
How entitled. How arrogant. How sweet. How droll.
That you could still believe in such a thing as a soul.
Am I matter do I matter
Am I matter do I matter
What's the matter with me?
Let me speak up, I'm meant to represent argument number 2
All I can do is speak honestly of what I believe to be true
I wont try to force the manner, nor deny much of what was said
You are right now living. You will one day be dead.
But let's stop looking at the scale we live at each day
Think instead of the time with no yesterday
There was an origin to how this universe came to be
It continues slowly, following entropy
Until it reaches the present, until it reaches you
As for what is before and after? We have no clue.
Quantum, that most curious of current conclusions
Would have once been laughed at, just like fission and fusion
We are still learning but our knowledge has gaps
If it didn't then maybe our world would collapse!
If we knew of an afterlife, few would remain on this Earth
We know as little after death as where we come from at birth
Because beyond 'just matter', there really does seem to be more
Beyond physical beings, there's something in our core
Sentience is a very rare trait, and one unique so far in galaxies
So if we can move beyond fate, we can say you matter to me
Am I matter do I matter
Am I matter do I matter
Am I matter do I matter
What's the matter with me?
Hold up there, I'm the third such position,
I beg of you, give me some time and listen,
I can't hold a torch to either the first two cases,
I'm afraid my conclusion wont seem so persuasive,
But here it is, pretty much my case is just this:
Whether or not you matter, if you face an afterlife or abyss,
You must still go forward, seize each second,
Make life take you as a force with which to be reckoned,
The debate you just heard - it's by no means trivial,
Don't discard it as absurd - or even discard it at all,
But acknowledge that while the debate will rage on a while,
You must still go out and face the World with a smile,
In an Earth of just matter, then provide others some lift,
And if you matter to the Earth then be a most welcome gift,
Just no that this philosophy can eat you up inside,
And you still matter to the world in which you reside.
Am I matter do I matter
Does it matter to me?
I had some debate as to whether to put this poem up. I don't suffer with anxiety. I don't suffer with depression. And yet I do have existential crises from time to time. And they pass. One of the few things poetry allows me to do though, is to try to capture moments as they pass. So this is me, trying to be really honest with an internal debate. The hope is that others can see it, and realise that if they've felt such things too then they aren't alone. This isn't a cry for help, or anything close. Instead, it's an attempt at a very honest reflection. In my head, I see this being performed by 4 separate people. The core line (Am I matter...with me) would be repeated throughout by the central person.
