Existence and other Problems

Some thoughts lately akin to these...

Philosophy really does attempt to understand existence. Poetry really does try to obey (!) inspiration. Hence Dasein is to existence as duende is to inspiration.

Why do we exist? asks the philosopher. Or why, more simply, does it exist? Here I had a moment of lucidity.

Why do I breathe?
asks the poet.

Why does "it" breathe? he might have asked.

Exist, ex-stare, "stand out".

Inspire, in-spire, "breathe into".

(Can't teach inspiration? You can teach breathing. Said Allen Ginsberg.)

Why does it stand out?
Why does it breathe?

Why does it stand there and breathe?

Well, it does.