Cosmic Introspection

Why be born, dream, struggle, know self, transform, be distinct, die, reincarnate, master, and ascend?
Am I a fragment of the One, exploring other fragments of the same?
What will I be at the end of my existential adventure?

As I have explored existentialism from many points of view all of my life, and found myself to be a character in a cosmic novel given a hint of awareness that I am, as all others, an expression of The Great Author, learning not to be alone with his/her/itself.

We now question the purpose, and probable fulfillment to be had in our cosmic play.

There is at least beauty, humility and enlightenment in it all!