There is a dream you see in your sleep, and there is a dream you see with your eyes wide open, and then there is a dream that gets planted into you by the world. What is yours?
Does a dream have the power to redefine the purpose of life? Is an idea worth a life?
When everything in the universe is mortal then where does this desire to achieve more come from, despite it may bring even more misery to us? And would it be fair to call it a life if you choose to be on a journey without an obvious purpose?