Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding everything you see.

Sometimes I sit and wonder if there really is a point to life. I often ask myself if there's any meaning. And if there is a meaning why is there so much mystery around it? Why is it hidden from all of us? But on the other hand would we really want to know? Would it actually help us to know what we're really here for? Or would it just cause us to try harder to avoid whatever we're headed to? Would those of us who take our lives try harder to hold on? Would it give us something more to hold on to? Or would it just bring us to that point of disaster sooner? I guess there really isn't any way to really answer any of these questions, but it never hurts to ask.