Asking the questions “who am I?; where did I come from?; where am I going?; etc.,” will never get you to an answer but will get you started in an episode of “Lost” consisting of a maze of mind-made rhetoric, games, ritual, competitions, and nonsense. The questions themselves invite speculation, and if the mind of man is anything at all, it would have to be the ability to make up bizarre and fantastical stories. Who are you? No description. Where did you come from? No one knows, and no one will ever know. You’re here now, and that’s amazing. Where are you going? Amidst the beauty, splendor, and absolute mystery you can and should experience now, why would you even care?
You’ve got a life, so live it. You’re not going to make up anything more incredible, and you are, after all, the star of whatever is showing.