Human after all

And then sometimes in life I feel discontent, no matter what I have accomplished or how much good I have done in the world. It is as if I have not truly won any struggle. I find myself at square one, with the same problem everyone else has- a lack of fulfillment. And it is quite easy for the majority of you, who seek to escape reality by lying to yourself about either the nature of reality or who you are as a person.

 I must remain objective, because it is my cross to bare. Because the truth bows to no man, and I will not destroy myself by lying. It is an impasse of sorts, because I refuse to back away and still eventually I am discontent. What is the truth I am lacking? What have I not conquered in the realms of ideas, about how everything really works? I, who remained passionate for reason only... I who stayed the course so many times before. I who regardless of pride, by my accomplishments alone have risen above you, while you still struggle with the most basic of things. What good is it all for if I have but one answer that eludes me?

And this is humanity, perhaps there is no escape from it, even though my evidence proves otherwise. I have escaped from humanity as you see it. I have escaped from the problems that plague most people. Perhaps I should be more diligent in my thinking.

Perhaps I can escape from the pain of being human one more time. And perhaps this last struggle is all that remains. Perhaps I will always live with this pain of being empty inside.

Human after all