There feels, through an endless space, a dizzying precipice that beckons me to it's edge. The answer is on the other side and it seems to be in a darkness, or a dense fog. This time I feel far more clear, but still unavailable to fully reach or unknowing the exact answer. Yet I feel very close. Frustratingly so close that I can sense this answer without exactly knowing what it is, where it is, or nearly anything.
Perhaps the answer lies much closer than one realizes. An internal search is likely needed. To understand the nature of self. Letting go of any perceived notions, and seeking this "truth". A "final" question is simply: Do I need to become a Batman?
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