Strange bout of insomnia… There a reason I'm up, anons?
…Simply to contemplate the silence?
I do. I am. As I know how. But the gnosis eludes me. Our reality frustrates me, and my purpose remains a mystery. I feel the pieces aren't all there, and the puzzle incomplete by design. All I can do is the next RIGHT thing, yet with no clear direction… So I lurk, typically solo, to find the hidden image. I FEEL it, somewhere beneath the surface. My faith is…. Strong in a sense, yet I question it as well. So much has been twisted and bent against this realm.