Why? There is a man who always asks why? Why is the world turning and we don't feel it? Why do humans walk on two legs instead of four? He questioned day-in and day-out. Why? Why? Why? Why do we breathe oxygen and not carbon dioxide? Why is there not more land than ocean? Why? Why? Then he got weak and tired from asking the same format of questions. On the bridge between life and death his questions were finally answered. Maybe the impossible questions will only be answered in Death.
