Why do anything?...Like write this.
Because you can.
In a million different realities, I could write the perfect sentence to harvest the perfect responses. This is not that reality.
How can you be sore sure this is not perfect?
In this reality, you may or may not answer my question. You may not have an answer that is wholly suitable, although you will try deliberately to argue your case.
It's rather clear I'm arguing for your case not for mine.
Chances are, you have not been endowed with the answer anymore than your fellow thinkers.
Answers are not "endowed"; the kind of answers you seek come from a great deal of thought.
You will make a response in vain, possibly wholly believing in what you're saying, possibly skeptical, and possibly clueless. The majority of you want to assess value within yourselves; value is important in a rat race like this.
Then you ask in vein because you do not wish to understand.
You will be wholly disappointed knowing that your value is an illusion, created for biological purposes solely.
Then you must come to understand the power of these illusions.
You will doubt the legitimacy of what I am writing based on your own perceptions, which is wholly acceptable, to a degree.
What you say is legitimate, but you have said precious little but asked a great deal, it is you who is questioning legitimacy.
I don't believe Truth is what you're searching for, instead, you search for something you can make your own. You search for a utopian society, earth will never be able to yield you that. You search to be like God, to know all.
A truth we can all make our own, in our own utopia.
Don't deny it, you're only doing yourself an injustice with your pride and your ego stopping you from true discovery.
Thats a false accusation if you can't answer this question of yours.
I am no one significant, no accolades to show, no real point to prove.
If that is the role you choose than so be it.
I await your response.