*..why, what, how..*

Things are different now.
Somewhat different, yet repetitive in some ways.

I can't help but ask myself why?
And then what?
and how?

It's a very simple concept, we're the ones who are making things hard and impossibly bearable.

Maybe we'll know one day.
Just maybe.

If all would surmount to a ring of nothingness, or if there'd be a pay-off at the end of the route.

If only we have eyes like the crystal-all-seeing ball. That could penetrate time and forecast the future.

Would life be boring and bland if we had that ability?