Purpose

Each of us are burdened with our own unique obsessions. The lifestyle we uphold is a mark of segregation. The lenses we possess, detect different elements. Viewing the same entity, through the unique structures we apply. What one may enjoy, might not be enjoyable for another. It's because of the outlooks etched into the cement. No two views exist that are of the same. Similar beliefs get shared. However, their range is carved out by a frame. We are unique creations to be revered. What is it that makes something meaningful? The world is made of opinions. Opinions get based off facts. Turning the facts into minions. Implementing them Into daily tracks. For a grander view warped to the holder. A faith only they can shoulder. Wrong answers don't exist. It's up to us to persist. It's all about how much we insist. Creating what we wish to consist.