The question that started it all was, 'wWhy do we are we thrown into existence?'. Have you ever pondered something like that? I have. Uncountable times. It's a very unpleasant question, which makes you go deep down into your heart only to perceive the true nature of myour soul. This all might seem asound gibberish conclusions and I ought to leave these questions where ithey was,ere - in the nonsense of my subconsciousness. However, an echoed voice always comes up and stately desecrateys back to me, 'yYou shouldn't listen to them. You only sought the truth and nothing more.', and I must say that I completely agree. One must accept one's fate, so from now on, I'll embrace who I' am, a concerned and a restless mind.; Aalways reasoning, even if the answer is distant and seemly impossible to understand, no matter what. I'm tired of people's judgments, I've profoundly suffered to be only ignored. If my existence is doomed and easily forgotten, I won't care at all. I have transcended for my existential goal: to make some sort of sense out of this whole nonsense.