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Unintentionally Loaded

  • May 14, 2025
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Updated: May 15, 2025

The question, “Who are you?”

is both so simple and yet so unintentionally loaded.

In the face of those three words you can’t help but feel both the genius and the idiot.


The brilliance answers quickly:

name

job

school


The idiocy answers nothing…

left lost in the depths of thought

questioning the question

“Who am I really?”

The intention of the question poser aside,

Who I am is more than just a name and title.

I cannot be summed into the perfect response,

nor do I wish to be.


So I’d perhaps prefer

an idiot with thoughts deep and wide

to a genius with thoughts shallow and near.


Because my silence

it speaks volumes

to all those with ears to hear.



originally posted 8/20/16



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