I sat and pondered the very existence of me, of the world,and the universe since I can remember. Still the answers are unclear all the riddles a bit fuzzy. Not because of a lack of since or a lack of self awareness. I feel strong in who I am and the science makes perfect since to me. The problem lie with the placement of me in life. I feel aware but alone in my awareness. I'm told that I am out of the box and my mind is far gone but my grasp on reality though different it feels firm. It feels right so why am I wrong for thinking different wasn't it different thinking that sparked all of mans innovations. Perhaps I should except that lifes riddles may never be solved.... but no that idea just seems to wrong I'm not so weak. Curiosity is simply my nature. I have a need to know why and what we are. Its the same need that has pushed so much of humans knowledge, but why isn't it more common around me. Why does everyone seem blind. Am I supposed to awaken them? Some times it seems like we are all apart of an elaborate system. Designed to hide the truth of what life is to keep its mysterious just out of reach. A constant stream of distractions are pumped into our homes by the second. Man no longer has morality for it seems morals where simply a limiting aspect. Instead now we have laws. A cage if we do not follow them. We as a people have lost touch in what we are so badly that this is what its come to. The system is now its own entity. A god if you will, and like a god the system has power over man. Complete control. It exist beyond any one man, and only a select few have the ability to affect it. Basically what I'm getting at with this statement is that the system has gotten to far out of reach. It no longer is for the people, but instead rules the people. As time depicts the creation will always destroy its creator. We have designed our own prison our own demise shall we sit and and allow it to take hold. The time grows nearer daily. It wont be long I fear before its to late. Man shalt take heed for the system will control. Freedom, our inner animals for thats all we are.... gone taken by the idea that grew to large. ~Vates~