My views alternate between one of a nihilist and an idealist. I have not decided which, it all depends on what life dumps on me. I have this obsessive need for people to agree with me, so beware. Figuring out what this whole deal with life is about is one of my greatest goals. But the greatest obstacle that stand in my way is the infinite facets of this reality before me. Everytime I try to make out something, I realize a facet not included in my calculations, rendering my conception flawed. How do I even start contemplating about something too gargantuan to fit all of it in my mind at the same time? I seem to be doomed with no way out. Gah! Flawed or not, I intend to give myself some answers before I die.