A Wolf's Account of Arcane Philosophy

For thousands of years humans have been obsessed with the ideas of fate and destiny. Who am I? Why am I here? What is my purpose?
For most of that time, many fiends, parasites and predators have fed on the innocent yearnings to sate their own appetites for power. Very few ever find true enlightenment. Partially because they haven't the will to seek it, this is true. But also because many are never even made aware that such a thing is even there to find at all.
It doesn't take a genius to work out why. The eponymous "masters of mankind" couldn't exactly have all their servants running off and finding their own way through the woods.
No. In order for civilization to thrive, humanity at large must be bought at pittance rates. Substituting vague desires for peace and empty social posturing for real virtue.
These things are not unique to us in the modern day. But what is is our access to information. We, all of us, have at our disposal all the data, all the wisdom, all the collected learning that used to, not a few generations ago, be reserved for the intelligentsia. The learned "elites", whose only real claim to their throne was that they had enough spare time and wealth to devote to the study of things not directly pertaining to survival.
We now have the power to decipher what the ancient sages had told each other. But where to even begin? I won't pretend to be a genius, a prophet or a messiah. Like you who is reading this, I'm just another animal scrabbling in the dark after thoughts that are only just within my ken.
But like an animal, my will to survive is iron. And my will to not live my life in a cage is adamantium. So follow me through the dark spines and spires of oblivion if you dare. Let us seek knowledge and wisdom there together. Let us break our chains, throw off our hoods and bask in the fires of our own existence.