Oh, to ponder. To wonder. To be curious, unknowing of anything that truly mattered. To have depth in what thought, to have lucidity, to be one's own self. Self. What is the true meaning of self? To be your own? To have a being that is entirely you? Or the changes that you have experienced as you go through life, pain, knowledge, suffering, love, grief and death? What was the true meaning? "Is there a point to knowing these things, or are they just never meant to be known? What do you think?"