A digression in a medium sized room.

From whom have I come?
For whom do I come?

Where thence do I go?
How doest one go?

How doest one come to be?
Where doest one depart to?

Is mine own mind destined for the dark?
No! Darkness be gone.
No six feet of earth can contain this soul.

For let me say unto you sweet siblings of mine.
We come from a rich stock.

We come unto this place to entangle the lost in the branches of fullness.

Let us travel those dusty paths in which we once feared.
We will progress on feet of flesh into fields of gold.
These fields are greatly longed after by those whose lives are filled by longing.
For a life of longing is no life at all.
Unless of course that longing is to see paradise.

But I digress.

So let us not ask those questions which hinder or restrain our hearts. But rather, let us ask questions to which our hearts can answer fully and with joy. No other question is suitable for a man who lives his life for higher purposes.

Thus, ask yourself: What question is my heart asking me?

Let us act on them seeing as how they are sent to us via a great light. A light which shows us fields of fullness and questions with boundless answers.