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!