The Wandering of the Awakened

Truth is not a treasure to be discovered, but rather a chain from which we break free each morning. Humanity's greatest battles rage in silent corridors, where the "I who was" clashes with the "I who ought to be." We live in the abyss separating what we show the world from what we hide from ourselves. And whoever thinks they have arrived is merely a traveler exhausted by the wandering, failing to realize that the journey of self-discovery is itself the self.