Why try to understand why we are here when the very idea of existence leaves a bad taste in my mouth?

Maybe, enlightenment is harder to achieve than I thought.

I am not a prophet.

I am not a good person.

I am not a useful resource to society.

I am just another drone working for the mother that is time.

Giving my life to what I think is purpose.

Perception may be relative, but we can only see in 20-20.

We all have limits and those limits are starting to frustrate me.

Break free, everyone, break free.

But when we do, will we find ourselves in yet another dismal abyss?