We're just complex organisms thrust into existence longing for salvation, validation, satisfaction, release.
Nobody really knows what the fuck they are doing or why. Not really. How could they? It's a cacaphonic clusterfuq out there.
And yet.
And yet somehow it all manages to work, to come together - most of the time. Impressive, really. Astounding.
From birth to baby to kid to teen to young adult to grown up to middle aged to mature to old to dead....
No wonder we start out screaming!
In some ways, we never stop.