Agnosticism is the philosophical conclusion of the present.
To be here, now, is not to be here now.
Where am I? Here. Where I am here? I don’t know.
Is there a God? Not a question. Do I exist? I don’t know. Who am I? Dunno. Not when I am here, now. Who am? Who?
Is this the only room in the world? Here, in this room, I don’t know.
I know Liberia is real but am not there. I don’t know Liberia’s real.
I don’t know whether my own back exists.
Am I even here, now? I don’t know. Who the fuck was the Buddha? There was no Buddha. There was no “was.” There was. There.