The Good Fight

Into the bowels of my being I go,?searching for who I am. Far out into the? Universe? I search, as far?as the eye can see. So many questions? I have, but true answers?a rare commodity. Frustrations mount,?as I search, and? search and search. Road blocks abound?as others ?hold up their arms,?defiantly saying no. Seems insane I think?delving?into infinity? with?the brain power? entrusted to me. Is it simply better to?accept what I see, to enjoy?that juicy steak? Or, should Don Quixote?like I be,?tilting my lance?toward ? my inner being, while defiantly?waving my sword?at infinity? I depart now? for dinner?a fat and juicy steak. But, ?I’ll be back, to once again tilt my lance toward infinity.