Upon insightful thinking I have reached my own conjecture in that we are merely beings chosen to carry out the task of keeping the flame of humanity alit, never knowing or gaining any assurance as to why we do so. Always progressing backwards or regressing fowards. Essentially, we are perpetuating nothingness. Keeping alive the past and present because we have no higher task to take hold of. However, it is in this task that we divise a purpose of our existence.
You may hear one state their purpose in life is to be a teacher, soldier, fireman, artist, model, fashion designer, musician, etc. In essance what are all of these voacations doing? Are they fighting fires or teaching or defending others or writing music because they have chosen the task themself? Or perhaps, the task has chosen them. While it is comforting to think that one has chosen their vocation based upon the liberty of choice in their mind, I have conjured a different conclusion. Take myself up to about a year ago for example. All my life, from infancy to present, i have been surrounded by airplanes. I have been taken on a sickening number of flights for someone my age. Put into cockpits, taken to airshows, shown countless videos and given more books and readings on airplanes than I could read. No wonder why up to a year ago i wanted to be a pilot. It's what i had been taught, shown, and put amongst me my whole life. Chosen by ideas i had formed due to this so called thing named "inspiration." I'd rather refer to it as imitation. Following something that isn't yours. People laying down the foundation of their life based upon another's life. Individuality is begininning to wither on the vine. People like to talk about the advent of robots and how great it would be. But they fail to realize that we are not making robots. In turn, we are becoming the them. goodnight.

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