I'm haunted by the knowledge that I'm nothing more than a culmination of all the events before me and nothing less than the basis for everything to come. I'm a genetic abnormality, a variation on a theme, amidst 6 billion others playing the same strings. I wish I could see what no one has seen, and I wish I could be what no one has been. I'm just a plagarization of frustration. I keep my depression unseen, it's unfounded and eating at me. Time just moves too slowly for me.
Have less want...thats just your ego looking for something external to latch onto. You may find something external and it will please you for "x" amount of time, but eventually the pleasure will ware off. If you simply balance your ego and go within to find bliss, it will last forever. Plus, the feeling of experiencing your true consciousness/self is a million times more pleasing than anything external ever IMO.
At least you're haunted by the truth. What you do makes you who you are, obvious knowledge. But I understand where you're coming from. My anxiety completely rules my reality, and with the knowledge you presented it just makes you wonder why the fuck you're even here. I like our physical existence, but shit man, I really wouldn't mind being that wondrous, spirit/energy-all-is-one mumbo jumbo right now that spirit channeling and regression therapy have proposed we ascend, or evolve into. All in time, man. I think things are gonna pick up soon in the world.