Desperation

We may starve for truth, for clarity, for meaning, for purpose, and we may do everything in our power to attain it. 

But seldom is truth something that is waiting for us to do something to reveal itself, as if it was merely a lock awaiting a key; rather, it follows its own course. Sometimes, in the incomprehensible course of the universe, truth is not meant for us to seek nor to attain; sometimes, it just finds us, for whatever reason, and for whatever cause.