I live my life, choosing to believe that one day all this confusion will pass, that one day my questions will be answered. Or perhaps I will come to be at peace with the fact that these questions simply bear no answers.

Until then all I can do is just ride it out. Keep pushing along the worlds inside of ourselves and, in reflection, we will move through the world outside of ourselves. Discover new fragments of our souls, and we will discover new landscapes in the world. With each piece comes greater unity, and greater clarity. And as we look deeper perhaps we will one day find what we are looking for, piece by piece, like constructing a puzzle to a pattern we don't quite know yet.

"All men and women who are born, live, suffer, and die. What distinguishes us from moths is our dreams. Whether they be dreams about worldly or unworldy things, and what we do to make them come about...we do not choose to be born, we do not choose our parents, we do not choose our historical epoch, the country of our birth or the immediate circumstances of our upbringing. We do not, most of us, choose to die; Nor do we choose the time and conditions of our death. But within the realm of choicelessness, we do choose how we live." - Joseph Epstein.