The Great Enigma

read it and just think for a moment what the point in this poem is

Enigmatic thoughts are racing through my head.
Death,life rebirth and time;concepts unimaginable.
Complete truths that all are lies of a non-existent existence. Time and space mend together in my mind as i contimplate these thing to myself. Peace neverlasting and truth never spoken. Times change with each passing second of life and love;death and loss. We could be gone tomorrow;but were not now. We could be invincible;but were not. We could be a virus;we are. Built to destroy and loving to hate. An enigmatic thought of life to which there is no escape.