Knowledge is both light and darkness, it illuminates your way, only to find out you're in a maze. 
A cycle of madness grasping to what it gives. A will of wisp in your head.
With laid out,carefully crafted Rima Oris that capture your ways. Habits changed, the ego blighted yet raised.
You stop and enter this new frenzied way, slowly capturing your very self into this mode of thinking, a closing cage.
The brain itself is the perfect visual representation of the snaking and maze that it brings.Almost a heavenly joke to what our bodies can perceive. 
Alive, beating, and only growing with what you deem to satisfy its cravings. We eat both nutrition in the energetic sense and feed the mind its silly readings.
“Find your meaning.”
It demands,
The gate of the perilous journey you're about to relent yourself to.
The sin, the work of those before you, being the very fact that they fall into their own laid out trap.
In a world that proclaims the death of a higher sense,leaving you in your bubble unable to push your potential,its self harm to accept that fate.
Be Sisyphus and go against the pseudo gods of laid out human authority.
Break,liberate for there's more than just what's in your cage. Do not be your own enemy.