Is the eternal search for meaning Destiny or Legacy?

I am who I am, aren't I? Always changing, growing, living. Tomorrow I will be someone different, yet still me at my core. Will you remember me?

Everything I write is different, yet I recognize myself in everything; it is afterall, the same as what I wrote before, and will write - again.

Life is full of many questions, and the answers all lead to yet more questions. Answers and questions always the same, perpetually generating our myth of who we are.

So...

Who are we? Why are why here? Why do we believe the things we believe? How do we know the things we think we know? Who gave us our values? What is the purpose of it all? When is it too late?

Inspired by: Run Lola Run