What philosophy is for

What if we are all right?
or what if we have all just missed the whole fucking point?
the trick to life--the way we should have done things.
maybe the buddhists are right--at least what they say sounds nice
like i want those things to happen to me, even though i don't
know them, or necessarily believe them.
maybe the christians had it right from start--maybe we should stop
whining and follow the rules.
maybe it was the greeks or the egyptians, the ancients--
when i was in san diego on the pier facing the pacific i understood completely
why they used to worship the sun. even when i write this
in my manhattan bathroom, the sun peaks through the window
and goldenizes my paper and i thank it for accompanying me
on the most royal of daily occasions. i continue on my throne.
Maybe the guy sitting behind me at the yankees game had it right.
just drink 'til you pass out and laugh with your friends, scream with strangers.
that sounds easy, even enjoyable.
maybe i've been doing it right, though most times i doubt it.
but i guess it doesn't really matter at the end.
the only thing i hope for is that i get all my moments
on tape, a film of my life, nicely edited, when i sink
behind my eyes and into the earth.
maybe then everything will make much more sense, maybe i'll finally get
relief, maybe it'll just make me miss this place even more.
either way i think it's about realizing the beauty in being
wrong sometimes, too.