When I began reading this post I felt your stagnated frustration. As I read on, your words became some sort of nihilistic poetry, as though I were listening to you on a stage, tearing at your frustrated soul. The feeling you've so eloquently described in this post is one that may blanket the human existence. Every one at some point in their life will pull at their hair and agonize over a lack of purpose, direction, creation and legacy. We, us, living in this particular pocket of time, are not schooled to innovate like Da Vinci. We are conditioned as children to respect and obey and these orders leave little room for imagination. But please @rok-sivante, know that your contribution has affected at least one person, that your existential entanglement at the museum today sparked a deeper understanding of yourself and the universe you are in. Your work will remain printed on the blockchain forevermore and I thank you for sharing your thoughts.