It has been often asked if we are the consummate of our experiences. Just as we are influenced by our experiences we can equally shed those or suppress those that we do not enjoy or find unnecessary to survival and happiness. Our vision narrows as we come to assume what is real and what we are. The influence of context is limited to what we allow it to be. Supposing that adhering to this socially acceptable norm shall equally better us.
Purpose is key.
Without it masses of Americans file and funnel, like cattle, into dead end jobs of little relevance. Unsure, they blindly press forward, doing just enough to reach that propagandized goal on high. No purpose lies in these grades or greenbacks, as they are void of any substantial or lasting merit. They are depersonalized measurements, vague human efforts to bind us to this soil and forget our face. We ignore ourselves, too caught up in this maddening race, to see what we are and to understand our importance.