Just another day in the life of an old man that has seen what life has to offer he has taken and rejected, made and destroyed. A lonely man that aims for the top is an empty man that doesn't look back, what you seek is not often what you get he realized but he did too late, as a frog in a well is not aware of the enormity of the outside so is he not aware of the things that he has to surpass, his life is but a shell an empty one. A man without a purpose is like a car without a motor no drive no forward no backward just there giving and feeding himself the illusion of aiming to the top. "Is this real"? he asks himself when he realized that he started a journey without a map a means of transportation and a clear goal but even after death he continued on the journey and ended his journey at the peak of all things he said with one last breath "this is all vanity"
This story is of the man that sought God and found him in a place where he lost himself.