Could it be that we can find out who we are and why we are here?
But…if we find out these things, what then?
Would finding truth & meaning help out along the way? Is it that truth is everywhere and exists only in the present moment? And does meaning build itself from what we do and not do?
Is it that we are truth through and through? Is it that we don’t find meaning—it finds us? Just like happiness does?
So, what are we and what created us? Are we special dreams and is our creator the steed we ride?