The known is only the tip of the iceberg. So many things I don't know about the known. Hence, I just live my life not knowing what is known.
For example, it is known that I am the Chosen, but chosen to do what? Kinda weird, isn't it?
That alone is one big question. The definiteness of purpose.
I can float around, but without the definiteness of purpose, life is futile.
Maybe I should answer it myself and move along that line. I had done much to be a servomechanism. Now, there is silence. I have to manage the journey on my own.
Power 98 really hit me hard.
For a short while...
mm
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