But maybe that's the hidden answer of time. The answer to our inner doubt. We write because of immortality. It is as though the human mind knew it was the only way to escape the single certainty of every living being. To preserve the uniqueness of one's soul developed through a lifetime.
Words echo throughout the tunnels of time, centuries long.
We all know it. And, I guess, we all, deep down, try to achieve that unspeakable, unattainable goal.