We are all products of dysfunction.
Symbiosis congealed from the very essence of entropy; of order broken by intransigent chaos.
Existence manifested from improbability.
To find meaning is to find substance in a vacuum.
To summon faith within the shadow of nihilism.
So my friend, it is necessary to weigh your thoughts upon the brevity of life, to be a reticent seeker of reason, of hope.
For in the end solipsism reigns and your journey is your own.