The soul questions so that it may better understand the thoughts and actions of others.
I, myself, too, have asked so many questions.
To understand, and perhaps to possess or be possessed by another.
What explanation can come out of writing when it is not lucid and so metaphorical?
Just as easily can one be mislead through the writings of another with no explanation, than one can see through sing-songy graffiti.
It's all in interpretation. Perhaps, sometimes, one should be blunt. For subtlety can make you miss out on things that you could only dream.